Come on, you Do you want to live forever?

Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment.

I never made a mistake in grammar but one in my life and as soon as I done it I seen it.

A liar is a liar and lives on the lies he tells and dies in a life of lies.

There have been as many varieties of socialists as there are wild birds that fly in the woods and sometimes go up and on through the clouds.

To never see a fool you lock yourself in your room and smash the looking-glass.

Poetry is a kinetic arrangement of static syllables.