Oh, Of Course, I Always Feel Unconfident.

Giving Papa Time To Think, As Arty Put It, Was Like Pumping Random Rounds Into A Fireworks Factory. The Odds Favored Dramatic Results.

They Thought To Use And Shame Me But I Win Out By Nature, Because A True Freak Cannot Be Made. A True Freak Must Be Born.

A True Freak Cannot Be Made. A True Freak Must Be Born.

I Am Here, Come Closer," The Old Donkey Said With Her Eyes. "i Will Mother You.

When Your Mama Was The Geek, My Dreamlets," Papa Would Say, "she Made The Nipping Off Of Noggins Such A Crystal Mystery That The Hens Themselves Yearned Toward Her, Waltzing Around Her, Hypnotized With Longing.