We Got A Little Rule Back Home:

The Best Things Beyond Their Measure Cloy.

By Turns The Nine Delight To Sing

Trying Is The First Step Toward Failure.

Why Have You Come To Me Here, Dear Heart, With All These Instructions? I Promise You I Will Do Everything Just As You Ask. But Come Closer. Let Us Give In To Grief, However Briefly, In Each Other's Arms.

Sensitive Love Letters Are My Specialty. 'dear Baby, Welcome To Dumpsville. Population: You.'