"You are sad," the Knight said in an anxious tone: "let me sing
you a song to comfort you."

	"It is very long?" Alice asked, for she had heard a good deal
of poetry that day.

	"It's long," said the Knight, "but it's very, ____very
beautiful. Everybody that hears me sing it -- either it brings the
_____tears into their eyes, or else -- "

	"Or else what?" said Alice, for the Knight had made a sudden pause.

	"Or else it doesn't, you know. The name of the song is called
'______________Haddocks' Eyes.'"

	"Oh, that's the name of the song, is it?" Alice said, trying to feel 
interested.
	
	"No, you don't understand," the Knight said, looking a little
vexed. "That's what the name is ______called. The name really
__is '_________________The Aged Aged Man.'"

	"Then I ought to have said 'That's what the ____song is called'?"
Alice corrected herself.
	
	"No, you oughtn't: That's quite another thing! The ____song is 
called '______________Ways And Means': but that's only 
what it's ______called, you know!"

	"Well, what __is the song, then?" said Alice, who was by this time
completely confused.

	"I was coming to that," the Knight said. "The song really __is ...

	I'll tell thee everything I can:
	  There's little to relate.
	I saw an aged aged man,
	  A-sitting on a gate.
	'Who are you, aged man?' I said.
	  'And how is it you live?'
	And his answer trickled through my head,
	  Like water through a sieve.

		...


				- Through The Looking Glass, Ch. VIII