For It Was Not Into My Ear

When I Die I Have Visions Of Fags Singing 'over The Rainbow' And The Flag At Fire Island Being Flown At Half Mast.

To Let A Fool Kiss You Is Bad...to Let A Kiss Fool You Is Worse. 'twas Not My Lips You Kissed But My Soul.

I've Never Looked Through A Keyhole Without Finding Someone Was Looking Back.

We Cast Away Priceless Time In Dreams, Born Of Imagination, Fed Upon Illusion, And Put To Death By Reality.

You Know Something? I'm Decent! There Isn't A Great Deal Of Decency In The World, Especially In Our Business, And I'm One Of The Few Really Decent Ladies Around.