Tell Me, O Muse, Of

I'm In A Place Where I Don't Know Where I Am!

It Is Tedious To Tell Again Tales Already Plainly Told.

Strife, Only A Slight Thing When She First Rears Her Head But Her Head Soon Hits The Sky As She Strides Across The Earth.

It Is Not Right To Glory In The Slain

If You Don't Like Your Job, You Don't Strike! You Just Go In Every Day, And Do It Really Half Assed. That's The American Way.