Perhaps Crossing The Barriers Of Time Has

My Intuition Told Me That It Was The Grass That Was Important.now It Glows Parrot-green, Cool As Mint, Soft As Moss, Lying There Like A Cashmere Blanket.

I Can Still Put Down Some Pretty Nasty Stuff On Paper, Which Is What I Enjoy Doing.

America Has Been Erased Like A Blackboard, Only To Be Rebuilt And Then Erased Again. But Baseball Has Marked Time While America Has Rolled By Like A Procession Of Steamrollers.

In The 70s And 80s, I Made A Good Living. Have Managed My Funds Carefully, Will Never Have To Go Out And Cadge Quarters From The Tourists.

Baseball Games Are Like Snowflakes And Fingerprints, No Two Are Ever Alike.