If You Are Not Having Fun You

Since My Daughter Is Only Half-jewish, Could She Go In The Water Up To Her Knees?

Why Was I With Her? She Reminds Me Of You. In Fact, She Reminds Me More Of You Than You Do!

Who Are You Going To Believe, Me Or Your Own Eyes?

Well, Art Is Art, Isn't It? Still, On The Other Hand, Water Is Water.

My Plans Are Still In Embryo, A Town On The Edge Of Wishful Thinking.