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It’s Nice Enough To Make A Man Weep, But I Don’t Weep, Do You?

They Simply Never Understand, Do They, That Sometimes Solitude Is One Of The Most Beautiful Things On Earth?

They Never Pay The Slaves Enough So They Can Get Free, Just Enough So They Can Stay Alive And Come Back To Work.

Bad Poetry Is Caused By People Who Sit Down And Think, Now I Am Going To Write A Poem.

I've Never Been Lonely. I Like Myself. I'm The Best Form Of Entertainment I Have. Let's Drink More Wine!