The Pest, In A Sense,

American Women Drove Hard Bargains And The Ended Up Looking The Worst For It. The Few Natural American Women Left Were Mostly In Texas And Louisiana.

You Are Yesterday's Bouquet So Sadly Raided

There Would Never Be A Way For Me To Live Comfortably With People. Maybe I'd Become A Monk. I'd Pretend To Believe In God And Live In A Cubicle, Play An Organ And Stay Drunk On Wine.

I Am Aware That A Computer Can’t Create A Poem, But Neither Can A Typewriter.

The Tired Sunsets And The Tired People - It Takes A Lifetime To Die And No Time At All.