A Liar Goes In Fine

Poetry Is The Journal Of A Sea Animal Living On Land, Wanting To Fly In The Air.

The Fog Comes On Little Cat Feet.

We Had Two Grand Antique Professors Who Had Been Teaching At Lombard Since Before I Was Born.

There Is Only One Man In The World And His Name Is All Men. There Is Only One Woman In The World And Her Name Is All Women. There Is Only One Child In The World And The Child's Name Is All Children.

Time Is The Coin Of Your Life. It Is The Only Coin You Have, And Only You Can Determine How It Will Be Spent. Be Careful Lest You Let Other People Spend It For You.