If Only I Kept My Eye On

Adolescence Isn't A Period; It's A Coma.

G Is For Green, That's Constructed To Roll In Every Direction Away From The Hole.

In Larger Things We Are Convivial; What Causes Trouble Is The Trivial.

Although Practice Swings Can Be Helpful Things, Twere Better, Indeed, Not Take Any Than To Fiddle And Fret And Before Playing Get Exhausted From Taking Too Many.

The Bride, White Of Hair, Is Stooped Over Her Cane Her Faltering Footsteps Need Guiding. While Down The Church Aisle, With Wan Toothless Smile, The Groom In A Wheelchair Comes Riding. And Who Is This Elderly Couple You Ask? You'll Find, When You've Closely Explored It, That Here Is That Rare, Most Conservative Pair, Who Waited 'til They Could Afford It.