On the faraway island of Sala-ma-sond .... was king of the pond.

Sighed Mayzie, a lazy bird hatching an egg: I'm tired and I'm bored and I've kinks in my leg.

Said Conrad Cornelius o'Donald o'Dell, My very young friend who is learning to spell, The A is for Ape.

On the fifteenth of May, in the Jungle of Nool, in the heat of the day, in the cool of the pool.

I don't like to brag and I don't like to boast, said Peter T. Hooper, but speaking of toast and speaking of ketchup and cake and kettles and stoves and the stuff people bake . . .

I was real happy and carefree and young And I lived in a place called the Valley of Vung

Now, the Star-Belly Sneetches Had bellies with stars.

You can think about red, you can think about pink, you can think up a horse

Did you ever have the feeling there's a zamp in the lamp?

Who has teeth? Well . . . look around and you'll find out who. You'll find that red-headed uncles do.

In Katroo, every year, on the day you were born, the Birthday Honk-Honker blasts the big Birthday Horn

Left foot, left foot. Right foot, right. Feet in the day. Feet in the night.