Once There Was A Tree,

One Day He Said, "i'll Tell This Town How It Feels To Be An Unfunny Clown." And He Told Them All Why He Looked So Sad, And He Told Them All Why He Felt So Bad. He Told Of Pain And Rain And Cold, He Told Of Darkness In His Soul, And After He Finished His Tale Of Woe, Did Everyone Cry? Oh No, No, No, They Laughed Until They Shook The Trees... And While The World Laughed Outside. Cloony The Clown Sat Down And Cried.

We're All Worth The Same When We Turn Off The Light.

I've Found My Missin' Piece So Grease My Knees And Fleece My Bees I've Found My Missin' Piece!

Everything Isn't Everything

It's Always A Nice Feeling, Having People Think That You Feel Things Much Deeper Than You're Allowed To Say, But This Isn't True. If You Want To Find Out What A Writer Or A Cartoonist Really Feels, Look At His Work. That's Enough.