He works his nose to the grind stone
every day he said I'm never home...

The history of the honey bee
runs beside the fate of you and me...

To transcend ones self
he must first open himself to possibility's...

Throughout the ages
men have been mislead...

My first love
was my best friend...

When a baby is born
theres a question...

Bottles of Poisson
to baby's they feed...

Whats all this madness I see on TV
society as willing accomplices...

The souls and body's of innocent infants
are tortured mutilated and murdered...

Certain smells such as perfume and cologne will...
You don't notice how pervasive certain smells are...

Tens of thousands of people ignored frigid...

Meditation class is not the place to have gas
I should know it just gos to show...