Oh, Everything Looks Bad If You Remember

...like That Star Of The Waning Summer Who Beyond All Stars Rises Bathed In The Ocean Stream To Glitter In Brilliance.

It Is Not Right To Exult Over Slain Men.

Even Were Sleep Is Concerned, Too Much Is A Bad Thing.

First You Don't Want Me To Get The Pony, Then You Want Me To Take It Back. Make Up Your Mind!

Men Grow Tired Of Sleep, Love, Singing And Dancing Sooner Than Of War.