I Will Not Play At Tug O'

So I'm All Of Love That Could Make It Today.

And The Tree Was Happy

I Was So Lucky That I Didn't Have Anyone To Copy, Be Impressed By. I Had Developed My Own Style, I Was Creating Before I Knew There Was A Thurber, A Benchley, A Price And A Steinberg. I Never Saw Their Work Until I Was Around Thirty.

And The Boy Loved The Tree.......very Much. And The Tree Was Happy.

There Is A Place Where The Sidewalk Ends, And Before The Street Begins, And There The Grass Grows Soft And White, And There The Sun Burns Crimson Bright, And There The Moon-bird Rests From His Flight To Cool In The Peppermint Wind.