Who Love Too Much, Hate In The

Blame The Guy Who Doesn't Speak Engish.

First You Don't Want Me To Get The Pony, Then You Want Me To Take It Back. Make Up Your Mind!

I'm A People Person...who Drinks.

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.

Don't Mess With The Dead, Boy, They Have Eerie Powers.