Must's A Schoolroom In The Month Of

Suppose Life Is An Old Man Carrying Flowers On His Head.

True Wars Are Never Won.

And The Reason That I Laugh And Breathe Is Oh Love

...on Forever's Very Now We Stand.

Lessons Hide In His Wrinkles. Bells Ding In The Oldness Of Eyes. Did He By, Any Chance, Tell Children That There Are Such Monstrous Things As Peace And Goodwill...a Corrupter Of Youth No Doubt.