By Turns The Nine Delight To Sing

As Leaves On The Trees, Such Is The Life Of Man.

A Shamefaced Man Makes A Bad Beggar.

She Threw Into The Wine Which They Were Drinking A Drug Which Takes Away Grief And Passion And Brings Forgetfulness Of All Ills

The Other Day, I Was So Desperate For A Beer, I Snuck Into The Football Stadium And Ate The Dirt Under The Bleachers.

I Want To Be Alone With My Thought.