I Speak For The Trees!

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.

In My World, Everyone's A Pony And They All Eat Rainbows And Poop Butterflies!

I Am Lucky To Be What I Am! Thank Goodness I'm Not Just A Clam, Or A Ham, Or A Dusty Jar Of Sour Gooseberry Jam! I Am What I Am - That's A Great Thing To Be!

He Who Makes A Beast Out Of Himself Gets Rid Of The Pain Of Being A Man.

Onward Up Many A Frightening Creek, Though Your Arms May Get Sore And Your Sneakers May Leak. Oh! The Places You'll Go!