Children Use The Fist Until They Are

There Are Nettles Everywhere, But Smooth, Green Grasses Are More Common Still; The Blue Of Heaven Is Larger Than The Cloud.

Yet How Proud We Are, In Daring To Look Down Upon Ourselves!

Behold Me! I Am Worthy Of Thy Loving, For I Love Thee!

He's Just, Your Cousin, Ay, Abhorrently, He'd Wash His Hands In Blood, To Keep Them Clean.

Oh, A Day In The City-square, There Is No Such Pleasure In Life!