It's Hard... To Shake Off Something That's

The Tragedy Is Not To Die, But To Be Wasted.

Life's Too Slippery For Books, Clarice; Anger Appears As Lust, Lupus Presents As Hives.

You Know How Cats Do. They Hide To Die. Dogs Come Home.

When The Fox Hears The Rabbit Scream He Comes A-runnin', But Not To Help.

I Ate His Liver With Some Fava Beans And A Nice Chianti