"'I suppose they'll expel me from the poetical society now... I'm having a hard time remembering anything anymore, what am I going to poeticize about?'

'If we think of some more things to long for, why, it will be just as good as remembering them! Name something, Un-Namer!'

'Well, I wouldn't mind riding on a horsie... now I'd like to see a sphinx and get a thousand presents!'

'Wow!'

'Candies, cakes, puddings, and ice cream sundaes... a forest of hollyhocks!'

'Lovely!'

'All the planets... all the moons... an angel and the end of the world!'"

- "Uncle Gabby" by Tony Millionaire