I Live An Idle Burden To The

Base Wealth Preferring To Eternal Praise.

Jove Lifts The Golden Balances That Show The Fates Of Mortal Men, And Things Below.

On These Sands And In The Clefts Of The Rocks, In The Depths Of The Sea, In The Creaking Of The Pines, You'll Spy Secret Footprints And Catch Far-off Voices From The Homecoming Celebration. This Land Still Longs For Odysseus.

Not Vain The Weakest, If Their Force Unite.

The Other Day, I Was So Desperate For A Beer, I Snuck Into The Football Stadium And Ate The Dirt Under The Bleachers.