Mostpeople have been heard screaming for international measures that render hell rational -i thank heaven somebody's crazy enough to give me a daisy

without any doubt he was whatever(first and last) most people fear most: a mystery for which iv'e no word except alive

we sans love equals mob

they work and they pray and they bow to a must though the earth in her splendor says May

Is life worth living? Yes, so long As Spring revives the year, And hails us with the cuckoo's song, To show that she is here;

Beneath the crisp and wintry carpet hid A million buds but stay their blossoming And trustful birds have built their nests amid The shuddering boughs, and only…

And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the carnation and the pink.