A quip

So the infernal man said to the latter, "I dig your square root. You could see me coming from a mile away, if you had eyes." The turtle just grinned. Is this the right street? There seemed to be a squaking gander around somewhere. And if it be known, there are only two ways to judge a jury. Malpractice and insight, I recall, are the three duty bound ledgers of hypocrites and who knows what. But I make a correction of the twenty thousand marching into the kaleidoscope ring. These vaccums are the delight of all, my friend, so don't go calling disaster when you are too old to vote. And once again....