there i fixed it

CYRANO: Ah no! young blade! That was a trifle short! You might have said at least a hundred things By varying the tone. . .like this, suppose,. . .

Aggressive: 'Sir, if I had such a nose I'd amputate it!'

Friendly: 'When you sup It must annoy you, dipping in your cup; You need a drinking-bowl of special shape!'

Descriptive: ''Tis a rock!. . .a peak!. . .a cape! -- A cape, forsooth! 'Tis a peninsular!'

Curious: 'How serves that oblong capsular? For scissor-sheath? Or pot to hold your ink?'

Gracious: 'You love the little birds, I think? I see you've managed with a fond research To find their tiny claws a roomy perch!'

Truculent: 'When you smoke your pipe. . .suppose That the tobacco-smoke spouts from your nose-- Do not the neighbors, as the fumes rise higher, Cry terror-struck: "The chimney is afire"?'

Considerate: 'Take care,. . .your head bowed low By such a weight. . .lest head o'er heels you go!'

Tender: 'Pray get a small umbrella made, Lest its bright color in the sun should fade!'

Pedantic: 'That beast Aristophanes Names Hippocamelelephantoles Must have possessed just such a solid lump Of flesh and bone, beneath his forehead's bump!'

Cavalier: 'The last fashion, friend, that hook? To hang your hat on? 'Tis a useful crook!'

Emphatic: 'No wind, O majestic nose, Can give THEE cold!--save when the mistral blows!'

Dramatic: 'When it bleeds, what a Red Sea!'

Admiring: 'Sign for a perfumery!'

Lyric: 'Is this a conch?. . .a Triton you?'

Simple: 'When is the monument on view?'

Rustic: 'That thing a nose? Marry-come-up! 'Tis a dwarf pumpkin, or a prize turnip!'

Military: 'Point against cavalry!'

Practical: 'Put it in a lottery! Assuredly 'twould be the biggest prize!' Or. . .parodying Pyramus' sighs. . . 'Behold the nose that mars the harmony Of its master's phiz! blushing its treachery!'

--Such, my dear sir, is what you might have said, Had you of wit or letters the least jot: But, O most lamentable man!--of wit You never had an atom, and of letters You have three letters only!--they spell Ass! And--had you had the necessary wit, To serve me all the pleasantries I quote Before this noble audience. . .e'en so, You would not have been let to utter one-- Nay, not the half or quarter of such jest! I take them from myself all in good part, But not from any other man that breathes!

Noklahoma?

You're thinking of Arizona. Which doesn't exist. I heard it in a song.

I was thinking more that metal tray on a long pole that Catholic altar boys use to catch an accidentally dropped eucharist when the parishoner's tongue is especially dry.

No one does.