Your Vanity And My Vanity Will Never

Intuition Is Often Mistaken, But Not Altogether.

There Are Different Rules For Reading, For Thinking, And For Talking. Writing Blends All Three Of Them.

As The Tenor Roars His Passion, I Think Sadly Of My Spreading Middle, And His.

I Am Forbidden Sugar, Fat, And Alcohol. So Hooray, I Guess, For Oatmeal, Lemon Juice, And Chicken Soup.

The Gods Are Watching, But Idly, Yawning.