What Is It That Makes Me Just A Little Bit Queasy?

There's A Breeze That Makes My Breathing Not So Easy

I've Had My Lungs Checked Out With X Rays

I've Smelled The Hospital Hallways



Someday I'll Have A Disappearing Hairline

Someday I'll Wear Pyjamas In The Daytime



Times When The Day Is Like A Play By Sartre

When It Seems A Bookburning's In Perfect Order

I Gave The Doctor My Description

I've Tried To Stick To My Prescription



Someday I'll Have A Disappearing Hairline

Someday I'll Wear Pyjamas In The Daytime



Afternoons Will Be Measured Out

Measured Out, Measured With

Coffeespoons Ans T.S. Eliot



Maybe If I Could Do A Play-by-playback

I Could Change The Test Results That I Will Get Back

I've Watched The Summer Evenings Pass By

I've Heard The Rattle In My Bronchi...