Thread:Peachy4872/@comment-39062437-20190819190438/@comment-39062437-20190826235512

Tweedle Lana: And that’s when they saw the oysters.

Luna: Oh, what did they do?

Tweedle Lola: Listen.

Walrus: Oh, oysters, come and walk with us. The day is warm and bright! A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, would be a sheer delight!

Carpenter: Yes, and should we get hungry on the way, we’ll stop and... have a bite!

Tweedle Lana: But mother Oyster winked her eye and shook her heavy head. She knew too well this was no time to leave her oyster bed.

Mother Oyster: The sea is nice, take my advice, and stay right here.

Tweedle Lana: Mum said.

Tweedle Lola: But the Walrus had other ideas.

Tweedle Lana: Oh yes! And the Carpenter, too.

Walrus: The time has come, me little friends, to talk of other things. Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings. And why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings. Haha! Calloo, callay, come run away! We’re the cabbages and kings!