“Hear ye, hear ye brothers of the United Turkey Association. Run f… Go to Farmer Jones’s broken down… and hide inside. He’s been putting… for the last 20 years. He’ll never…

He is the best in the business; one helluva player. Besides being blessed with the strength of a gorilla and the agility and swiftness of a cheetah, he can see the play develop before ...

Reflections upon the glassy waters in clear days of none that bothers looking at life and the glossiness… of when it was a glorious ride and… as is the surface riled up by the…

I of little value, Summoned at my door By a stately coachman, Driving a diamond studded carriage… Pulled by a team of flying horses,

Utopian Island, far, far away, the land of the spirit of brotherhood in mind and heart that rules and chastises as the bartering takes place,

Me the self, my precious self, of blood and flesh and wit, perfect creation of man, the treasure of treasures, fighting for my preservation,

Denizens came out to play again near the road and around the bend, behind the camouflage of vibrant g… where it’s safe from everywhere an… Springtime spread out its emerald…

The Stacking Little girl, for your fateful choo… When all the cards were stacked ag… Your face so homely, skin so coars… Legs so twisted, smile so far away

My seclusion and my quietude, My happiness and my solitude, My paradise and my contented home, My royal kingdom with me upon the… ‘Tis I, the ruler of my thoughts,

For wanderers near and far away, home still lives in his spirit tod… As the holidays begin to grow so n… being home is in his heart so very… Wanderers will always have a home,