Like The Lion Tears The Flesh Off

You I Am Sure Will Forgive Me For Sincerely Remarking That You Might Curb Your Magnanimity And Be More Of An Artist, And 'load Every Rift' Of Your Subject With Ore.

You'll Never Be Greater Than Yourself.

You'll Find God In The Church Of Your Choice, You'll Find Woody Guthrie In The Brooklyn State Hospital.

And It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard Rain Gonna Fall.

Upon Four-legged Forest Clouds The Cowboy Angel Rides