You've Got Work To Do. Don't Put

Not Everyone Has A Life's Work. Some People Simply Have A Life.

I Love Rhymes; I Love To Write A Poem About New York And Rhyme 'oysters' With 'the Cloisters.' And 'the Lady From Knoxville Who Bought Her Brassieres By The Boxful.' I Just Feel A Sort Of Small Triumph.

He Was Admired For Never Being At A Loss For Words And Never Wasting Any Either.

Evelyn Was An Insomniac So When They Say She Died In Her Sleep, You Have To Question That.

All Fiction Comes From A Little Bit Of Reality, Otherwise It Would Have No Relevance. The Fun Is In Innovation, Take Something Real Like This Fair, And Make It Something Larger Than Life.