Day Play We play all day. Night Fight We fight all night.
In the places I go there are things that I see that I never could spell if I stopped with the Z.
It's opener, out there, in the wide, open air.
Oh, what a day. I will make it a holiday.
How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?
When you're in a Slump, you're not in for much fun. Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.