You’ll Miss The Best Things If You

Be Grateful You’re Not In The Forest In France Where The Average Young Person Just Hasn’t A Chance To Escape From The Perilous Pants Eating Plants But Your Pants Are Safe, You’re A Fortunate Guy You Ought To Be Shouting How Lucky Am I

Look At Me! Look At Me! Look At Me Now! It Is Fun To Have Fun But You Have To Know How.

I Like Nonsense, It Wakes Up The Brain Cells. Fantasy Is A Necessary Ingredient In Living.

Waiting For The Fish To Bite Or Waiting For Wind To Fly A Kite. Or Waiting Around For Friday Night Or Waiting Perhaps For Their Uncle Jake Or A Pot To Boil Or A Better Break Or A String Of Pearls Or A Pair Of Pants Or A Wig With Curls Or Another Chance. Everyone Is Just Waiting.

So The Writer Who Breeds More Words Than He Needs, Is Making A Chore For The Reader Who Reads.