Every year, back comes Spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants.
Travel, trouble, music, art, a kiss, a frock, a rhyme -- I never said they feed my heart, but still they pass my time.
If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?
But I don't give up; I forget why not.
The best way to avoid a hangover is to stay drunk.
Creativity is a wild mind and a disciplined eye.