think you re changed, do you?
I m afraid I am, sir, said Alice; I can t remember things as I
used and I don t keep the same size for ten minutes together!
Can t remember _what_ things? said the Caterpillar.
Well, I ve tried to say How doth the little busy bee, but it all
came different! Alice replied in a very melancholy voice.
Repeat, _You are old, Father William_, said the Caterpillar.
Alice folded her hands, and began:
You are old, Father William, the young man said,
And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head
Do you think, at your age, it is right?
In my youth, Father William replied to his son,
I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.
You are old, said the youth, as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door
Pray, what is the reason of that?
In my youth, said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment one shilling the box
Allow me to sell you a couple?
You are old, said the youth, and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak
Pray, how did you manage to do it?
In my youth, said his father, I took to the law,
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