I Could Not Prove The

Vinnie Rocks Her Garden And Moans That God Won't Help Her. I Suppose He Is Too Busy Getting Angry With The Wicked Every Day.

You Remember My Ideal Cat Has Always A Huge Rat In Its Mouth, Just Going Out Of Sight - Though Going Out Of Sight In Itself Has A Peculiar Pleasure.

The Steeples Swam In Amethyst, The News Like Squirrels Swam.

God's Unique Capacity Is Too Surprising To Surprise.

And You Dropt, Lost, When Something Broke-- And Let You From A Dream