You Are Yesterday's Bouquet So

I'm Not The Cruel Type, But They Are, And That's The Secret.

If You Can Only Remain Pure In Your Stupidity, Someday You May Get A Phone Call From Hell.

There's A Light Somewhere. It May Not Be Much Light But It Beats The Darkness.

Her One Drink Had Cecelia Giggling And Talking And She Was Explaining That Animals Had Souls Too. Nobody Challenged Her Opinion. It Was Possible, We Knew. What We Weren't Sure Of Was If We Had Any.

There Is Something About Writing Poetry That Brings A Man Close To The Cliff's Edge.