You Can't Write Poems About Trees When

Oh! Moon Of Alabama We Now Must Say Good-bye We've Lost Our Good Old Mama And Must Have Whiskey Oh, You Know Why!

For What's The Use Of Talking With A Man Who Has A Disease And Thinks About The Stars?

If You Join The Rat Race — You're In The Race Of Rats.

In The Dark Times Will There Also Be Singing? Yes, There Will Also Be Singing. About The Dark Times.

Then I Will Tell You Something. I Do Not Believe In It. Forty Years Among Men Has Consistently Taught Me That They Are Not Amenable To Commonsense. Show Them The Red Tail Of A Comet, Fill Them With Black Terror, And They Will All Come Running Out Of Their Houses And Break Their Legs. But Tell Them One Sensible Proposition, And Support It With Seven Reasons, And They Will Simply Laugh In Your Face.