...poking A Lump Of Red Jello That

I Strain To Hear, But My Old Ears, For All Their Obscene Hugeness, Pick Up Nothing But Snippets.

Don't Want To Get Tipsy And Break A Hip.

But It All Zipped By. One Minute Marlena And I Were Up To Our Eyeballs, And The Next Thing We Knew The Kids Were Borrowing The Car And Fleeing The Coop For College. And Now, Here I Am. In My Nineties And Alone.

I Just Can't. I'm Married. I Made My Bed And Now I Have To Lie In It.

You Do Right By Me, I'll Show You A Life Most Suckers Can't Even Dream Of.