Our Names Were Made For Us In

Your Catfish Friend If I Were To Live My Life In Catfish Forms In Scaffolds Of Skin And Whiskers At The Bottom Of A Pond And You Were To Come By One Evening When The Moon Was Shining Down Into My Dark Home And Stand There At The Edge Of My Affection And Think, “it's Beautiful Here By This Pond. I Wish Somebody Loved Me,” I'd Love You And Be Your Catfish Friend And Drive Such Lonely Thoughts From Your Mind And Suddenly You Would Be At Peace, And Ask Yourself, “i Wonder If There Are Any Catfish In This Pond? It Seems Like A Perfect Place For Them.

I Daydream About A High School Where Everybody Plays The Harmonica: The Students, The Teachers, The Principal, The Janitor And The Cook In The Cafeteria.

I Saw Thousands Of Pumpkins Last Night Come Floating In On The Tide, Bumping Up Against The Rocks And Rolling Up On The Beaches; It Must Be Halloween In The Sea

The Coleman Lantern Is The Symbol Of The Camping Craze That Is Currently Sweeping America, With Its Unholy White Light Burning In The Forests Of America.

I Feel As If I Am An Ad For The Sale Of A Haunted House: 18 Rooms $37,000 I’m Yours Ghosts And All.