I Became A Copy Boy. Not For

I Became A Copy Boy. Not For Long. I Started Writing Stories.

Out In The Ocean, A Rope Is Put Around The Man's Neck. The Other End Of The Rope Is Attached To An Old Jukebox And It Is Thrown Overboard. The Man Invariably Follows.

Newspapers Are So Boring. How Can You Read A Newspaper That Starts With A 51-word Lead Sentence?

The Office Of President Is A Bastardized Thing, Half Royalty And Half Democracy That Nobody Knows Whether To Genuflect Or Spit.

Designed By Architects With Honorable Intentions But Hands Of Palsy.