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Posted by Nachman (2/16/1957)- Who am I? My name is Ned. I do not like my little bed. This is no good. This is not right. My feet stick out of bed all night. And when I pull them in, Oh, dear! My head sticks out of bed up here!

Posted by Dr. Seussman (2/16/1957)- Hello there, Ned. How do you do? Tell me, tell me, What is new? How are things in your little bed? What is new? Please tell me, Ned.

Posted by Nachman (2/16/1957)- I do not like this bed at all. A lot of things have come to call. A cow, a dog, cat, a mouse. Oh! What a bed! Oh! What a house!

Posted by Dr. Seussman (2/17/1957)- You think you have tzaras?!? Why, My hat is old. My teeth are gold. I have a bird I like to hold. My shoe is off. My foot is cold. My shoe is off. My foot is cold. I have a bird I like to hold. My hat is old. My teeth are gold. And now my story is all told.

Posted by C. in a (black) hat (2/17/1957)- Oh, dear! Oh, dear! I can not hear. Will you please come over near? Will you please look in my ear? There must be something there, I fear.

Posted by Dr. Seussman (2/17/1957)- Say, look! A bird was in your ear. But he is out. So have no fear. Again your ear can hear, my dear.

Posted by Davar (2/17/1957)- Oh! Suuuure, go on about your hearing! At least you can read . Will you think of the tzaras of the Nooks!

Posted by Theodor Geisel (2/17/1957)- poor Nooks! We took a look. We saw a Nook. On his head he had a hook. On his hook he had a book. On his book was "How to Cook." We saw him sit and try to cook. He took a look at the book on the hook. But a Nook can't read, so a Nook can't cook. SO... what good to a Nook is hook cook book?

Posted by Theodor Geisel(2/17/1957)- But it's all ok, since Today is gone. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one. Every day, from here to there, funny things are everywhere.