Broke Is A Temporary Condition,

Reason Is Life's Sole Arbiter, Themagic Laby'rinth's Single Clue.

For Each Believes His Glimm'ering Lamp To Be The Gorgeous Light Of Day.

The Men Were Wild As Ourang-outans, And The Women Fit Only To Flog Cattle.

Broke Is A Temporary Condition, Poor Is A State Of Mind.

One Cannot Look At The Sea Without Wishing For The Wings Of A Swallow.