I'll go
and make...

The challenge
was more an ambling creek...

The wise old owl
doesn't give a hoot...

I know
what I am...

The low pressure depression
has lifted...

Who will comfort me
when I'm dead...

The quality of time
and the treatment...

I don't want
the Polar vortex...

The cheap thrill
to be tobogganing down the slope...

I'd rather be sitting
under a coconut tree...

Nearly everything ends up
in a flea market...

I've only words
for wings...