The Neurotic Circles Ceaselessly Above A Fogged-in

Others Follow Patterns; We Alone Are Unpredictable.

After He Has Had His Tantrum, The Neurotic Expects Those Around Him To Feel Friendly And Relaxed; After All, He Does.

At Night, Neurotics May Toil Not, But Oh How They Spin!

A Car Is Useless In New York, Essential Everywhere Else. The Same With Good Manners.

Anywhere You Go Liking Everyone, Everyone Will Be Likeable.