Even So, I Must Admire Your Skill.

Everyone In Me Is A Bird I Am Beating All My Wings

Now, In My Middle Age, About Nineteen In The Head I'd Say, I Am Rowing, I Am Rowing.

I Am So Imperfect, Can You Love Me When Really My Soul Is Deformed? Will You Love Me Anyhow?

All Considerations For These Human Remains! They Must Have An Escort! They Are Classified!

I'm An Empress. I Wear An Apron. My Typewriter Writes. It Didn't Break The Way It Warned. Even Crazy, I'm As Nice As A Chocolate Bar.