Do you like green eggs and ham?
In walks a young woman in her mid-twenties with a stack of papers and books, sorted into binders. She sets them down on a table and gives the assembled a genuine, sweet smile.
Do you like green eggs and ham?
Would you like them here or there?
Would you like them in a house? Would you like them with a mouse?
Would you eat them in a box? Would you eat them with a fox?
Would you? Could you? In a car? Eat them! Eat them! Here they are!
You may like them, you will see. You may like them in a tree!
A train! A train! A train! A train! Could you, would you, on a train?
Say! Here in the dark! Would you, could you, in the dark?
Would you, could you, in the rain?
Could you, would you, with a goat?
Would you, could you, on a boat?
You do not like them, so you say. Try them! Try them! And you may.
Try them and you may, I say.
Typist: Meet Perpetua W. X. Whipple-Pendergast, daughter of Aloysius Pendergast and Helen Whipple-formerly-Pendergast. I feel compelled to mention she's a children's book agent and not a madwoman.
Do you like green eggs and ham?
Would you like them here or there?
Would you like them in a house? Would you like them with a mouse?
Would you eat them in a box? Would you eat them with a fox?
Would you? Could you? In a car? Eat them! Eat them! Here they are!
You may like them, you will see. You may like them in a tree!
A train! A train! A train! A train! Could you, would you, on a train?
Say! Here in the dark! Would you, could you, in the dark?
Would you, could you, in the rain?
Could you, would you, with a goat?
Would you, could you, on a boat?
You do not like them, so you say. Try them! Try them! And you may.
Try them and you may, I say.
Typist: Meet Perpetua W. X. Whipple-Pendergast, daughter of Aloysius Pendergast and Helen Whipple-formerly-Pendergast. I feel compelled to mention she's a children's book agent and not a madwoman.