For A Host, Above All, Must Be

They Say I'm Old-fashioned, And Live In The Past, But Sometimes I Think Progress Progresses Too Fast!

Waiting For The Fish To Bite Or Waiting For Wind To Fly A Kite. Or Waiting Around For Friday Night Or Waiting Perhaps For Their Uncle Jake Or A Pot To Boil Or A Better Break Or A String Of Pearls Or A Pair Of Pants Or A Wig With Curls Or Another Chance. Everyone Is Just Waiting.

I Tend To Basically Exaggerate In Life, And In Writing, It's Fine To Exaggerate. I Really Enjoy Overstating For The Purpose Of Getting A Laugh. For Another Thing, Writing Is Easier Than Digging Ditches. Well, Actually, That's An Exaggeration. It Isn't.

I’m Glad We Had The Times Together Just To Laugh And Sing A Song, Seems Like We Just Got Started And Then Before You Know It, The Times We Had Together Were Gone.

You're On Your Own. And You Know What You Know. And You Are The One Who'll Decide Where To Go.