I Know That Nothing Is Destructible; Things

Grab The Broom Of Anger And Drive Off The Beast Of Fear.

The Spirit Of The Marriage Left The Bedroom And Took To Living In The Parlor.

It Must Be Recess In (heaven) If St. Peter Is Lettin His Angels Out.

...she Woke Up In Time To See The Sun Sending Up Spies Ahead Of Him To Mark Out The Road Through The Dark. He Peeped Up Over The Door Sill Of The World And Made A Little Foolishness With Red.

I Made Up My Mind To Keep My Feelings To Myself Since They Did Not Seem To Matter To Anyone Else But Me.