I have heard "O'Death, where is thy...
And I've heard the minstrels sing...

Annoyed, troubled and quite irate,
It's all hopeless, and not merely bound to this...

Feeling so woozy,
And my head is so dizzy...

Billions of terabytes of data streams across the...
Six billion humans depend on it for work and play...

You grow up on nothing,
And that's what you feel...

What could the world be,
If I could flee from this obesity...

I began this trip some time ago,
I started it all alone...

Over the waves,
On the back of the sea breeze...

Henry McNeally sat whittling one evening on his...
Humming quietly, he watched the sky to the north...

Cradling myself, home-restraint,
Hoping to make a world that I can't create...

Laugh with me,
Because I need it so much...

We were inseparable, two peas in a pod,
We shared life and liberty, and our mutual faith...