In The Places I Go There Are

You Can Get So Confused That You'll Start In To Race Down Long Wiggled Roads At A Break-necking Pace And Grind On For Miles Across Weirdish Wild Space, Headed, I Fear, Toward A Most Useless Place. The Waiting Place.

Big Z, Little Z, What Begins With Z? I Do. I'm A Zizzer Zazzer Zuzz, As You Can Plainly See.

I Still Climb Mount Everest Just As Often As I Used To. I Play Polo Just As Often As I Used To. But To Walk Down To The Hardware Store I Find A Little Bit More Difficult

I Learned There Are Troubles Of More Than One Kind. Some Come From Ahead And Some From Behind.

You Are The Guy Who'll Decide Where To Go.