You Are Yesterday's Bouquet So Sadly Raided

There's No Chance At All: We Are All Trapped By A Singular Fate.

Bad Poetry Is Caused By People Who Sit Down And Think, Now I Am Going To Write A Poem.

I Was Beaten Down Long Ago In Some Alley In Another World.

Magic Persists Without Us No Matter What We May Do To Try To Spoil It

American Women Drove Hard Bargains And The Ended Up Looking The Worst For It. The Few Natural American Women Left Were Mostly In Texas And Louisiana.