Let's Get My Incantation Right: "i Wish

I Hold It To Be The Inalienable Right Of Anybody To Go To Hell In His Own Way.

I Turned To Speak To God About The World's Despair But To Make Bad Matters Worse I Found God Wasn't There.

The Father Is Always A Republican Toward His Son, And His Mother's Always A Democrat.

O Hushed October Morning Mild, Begin The Hours Of This Day Slow, Make The Day Seem To Us Less Brief... Retard The Sun With Gentle Mist; Enchant The Land With Amethyst.

How Many Things Have To Happen To You Before Something Occurs To You?