“Let the kids get up in Italy. Let the kids get up in Spain. Let them get up in Massachusetts, and Connecticut and Maine. Let the kids get up in London and in Paris and Berlin.”
“I don’t choose to be up walking. I don’t choose to be up talking. The only thing I’m choosing is to lie here woozy-snoozing. So won’t you kindly go away. I’m not going to get up today!”
“I’ve never been so sleepy since I can’t remember when. You can away my breakfast. Give my egg back to the hen. Nobody’s going to get. me up, no matter what he does.”
“You can tickle my feet. You can shake my bed. You can pure cold water on my head. But you’re wasting your time. So go away. I am NOT going to get up today.”
“In bed is where I’m going to stay. And I don’t care what the neighbors say! I never liked them anyway. Let them try to wake me. Let them scream and yowl and yelp. The can yelp from now until Christmas but it isn’t going to help.”
“You won’t get me up with a Strawberry Flip. You won’t get me up with a Marshmallow Dip or a Pineapple Butterscotch Ding Dang Doo! My tongue is asleep. And my teeth are too.”