Truth - Is As Old As God-.

Fame Is A Bee It Has A Song - It Has A Sting - Ah, Too, It Has A Wing.

Unable Are The Loved To Die, For Love Is Immortality.

I Wonder If It Hurts To Live, And If They Have To Try, And Whether, Could They Choose Between, They Would Not Rather Die.

To Die Before One Fears To Die May Be A Boon.

Is Bliss Then, Such Abyss, I Must Not Put My Foot Amiss For Fear I Spoil My Shoe? I'd Rather Suit My Foot Than Save My Boot -- For Yet To Buy Another Pair Is Possible, At Any Store -- But Bliss, Is Sold Just Once. The Patent Lost None Buy It Any More --