Long Exercised In Woes.

You Ought Not To Practice Childish Ways, Since You Are No Longer That Age.

There Is A Time For Many Words, And There Is Also A Time For Sleep.

The Sun Rose On The Flawless Brimming Sea Into A Sky All Brazen-all One Brightening For Gods Immortal And For Mortal Men On Plowlands Kind With Grain.

Remember That Postcard Grandpa Sent Us From Florida Of That Alligator Biting That Woman's Bottom? That's Right, We All Thought It Was Hilarious. But, It Turns Out We Were Wrong. That Alligator Was Sexually Harassing That Woman.

I Was Working On A Flat Tax Proposal And Accidentally Proved There Was No God.