An Old BALLAD of  WHITTINGTON and his CAT. Who from a poor BOY, came to be THRICE LORD- MAYOR of LONDON. HERE I must tell...

Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time in rhym...

To you - and only you, beloved readers - I offer up this truly strange artifact. Things are a little slow at Glass Character, ...