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When Clever People Ask Me Where I Get A Poem, I Despair.

I'd Like To Get Away From Earth Awhile / And Then Come Back To It And Begin Over.

The Afternoon Knows What The Morning Never Suspected.

I Fail To See What Fun, What Satisfaction / A God Can Find In Laughing At How Badly / Men Fumble At The Possibilities.

The Best Way For A Person To Have Happy Thoughts Is To Count His Blessings And Not His Cash. Happiness Makes Up In Height For What It Lacks In Length.