When All Else Fails, Give Up And

You Say True, I Say Thankya.

Was There Ever A Trap To Match The Trap Of Love?

Life Turns On A Dime. Sometimes Towards Us, But More Often It Spins Away, Flirting And Flashing As It Goes: So Long, Honey, It Was Good While It Lasted, Wasn’t It?

Description Begins In The Writer’s Imagination, But Should Finish In The Reader’s.

Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?