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There Was A Young Lady Named Mae Who Smoked Without Stopping All Day; As Pack Followed Pack, Her Lungs First Turned Black, And Eventually Rotted Away.

My Mission In Life Is To Make Everybody As Uneasy As Possible. I Think We Should All Be As Uneasy As Possible, Because That's What The World Is Like.

The World May Think It Idiotic, Nor Care At All We're Symbiotic, But I Will Say At Once And Twice: I Find It Nice. I Find It Nice.

Explaining Something Makes It Go Away, So To Speak; What's Important Is Left After You Have Explained Everything Else.

I Have Given Up Considering Happiness As Relevant.