Poetry Is An Echo, Asking A Shadow

To Work Hard, To Live Hard, To Die Hard, And Then Go To Hell After All Would Be Too Damned Hard.

It Is The Business Of Little Minds To Shrink.

There Is An Eagle In Me That Wants To Soar.

I Never Made A Mistake In Grammar But One In My Life And As Soon As I Done It I Seen It.

I Fell In Love, Not Deep, But I Fell Several Times And Then Fell Out.