For The First Time In My Life

And When The Fog's Over And The Stars And The Moon Come Out At Night It'll Be A Beautiful Sight.

Who Doesn't Feel Studious When He Doesn't Have A Girl With A Riviera Suntan?

Dean And I Both Swayed To The Rhythm And The It Of Our Final Excited Joy In Talking And Living To The Blank Traced End Of All Innumerable Riotous Angelic Particulars That Had Been Lurking In Our Souls All Our Lives.

And The Hippos Were Boiled In Their Tanks!

Let The Mind Beware, That Though The Flesh Be Bugged, The Circumstances Of Existence Are Pretty Glorious.