There Is No Balm Of Gilead, No

How I Love To Get A Letter! I Can Think Of Nothing Better Than Perusing An Epistolary Item. But Deep Is My Despondence, For I've Found That Correspondence Means That If You Want To Get 'em, You Must Write 'em!

Until Eve Arrived, This Was A Man's World.

Rockefeller Made His Money In Oil, Which He Discovered At The Bottom Of Wells. Oil Was Considered Crude In Those Days, But So Was Rockefeller. Now Both Are Considered Quite Refined.

Politics, It Seems To Me, For Years, Or All Too Long, Has Been Concerned With Right Or Left Instead Of Right Or Wrong.

If I Ever Make A Hole In One, A Thrill That I've Never Known, I Won't Be Believed And I'll Have No Fun, For I'm Sure To Be Playing Alone.