All I Liked To Do When I

I'm Totally Crazy, I Know That.

And The Wild Things Roared Their Terrible Roars And Gnashed Their Terrible Teeth And Rolled Their Terrible Eyes And Showed Their Terrible Claws.

My Brother, Who Was Older, Was The Gifted One, Much More Talented Than I.

What Is The Point Of It All? Not Leaving Legacies. But Being Ripe. Being Ripe.

I Wish You All Good Things. Live Your Life, Live Your Life, Live Your Life.