"This book is one thing,
My fist is another;
Touch this one thing,
You'll sure feel the other."
A friend was telling me of one of these morsels, which, considering the
circumstances, might be said to have been "insult added to injury;" for
happening one day in church to have a book alight on his head from the
gallery above, on opening it to discover its owner, he found the
following positive sentence:
"This book doant blong to you,
So puttem doon."