I'd Rather Have Two Good Friends, Than

The Courage To Receive Time's Mightiest Dream.

Your Head Is A Living Forest Full Of Songbirds.

And Still The Mad Magnificent Herald Spring Assembles Beauty From Forgetfulness With The Wild Trump Of April:witchery Of Sound And Odour Drives The Wingless Thing Man Forth In The Bright Air.

Like The Burlesque Comedian, I Am Abnormally Fond Of That Precision Which Creates Movement.

N Othi N G Can S Urpas S The M Y Ster Y Of S Tillnes S