SorryI'm sorry that I make you angryand I'm sorry I make you sadBut I can't control myself and sometimesthings get out of handI have to ask for your forgivenssI don't mean you any harmBut I can't live everyday for you, happyand buoyant, with a girlish charmDon't act like you're alone in this,Can't you see I'm hurting too?!and can you guess who's the cause of it??Bingo, that's right, buddy boy, it's you!You don't see my bouts of rageSince I'm the only one I fightOr the drops that soak my sweatshirt sleevelate into the nightWait...I should stop, slap myselfand not complainI'm sure you have it worse than I, for as you sayYou lose more than you gainI'm not angry with you, just myselfand my stupiditySo before you go and lose your temperunderstand that there's more to "me"
Yanni, The Potato Voodoo DollThis is a wonderfully charming story of a wonderfully charming potato voodoo doll, with the wonderfully charming name, Yanni. It begins shortly before dusk, with a Fish Monger, and Potato Monger. They were having a wonderfully charming altercation. "Potatoes is better!!!""nooooo…fish is better!""potatoes is better!!! They are brown, and brown is better!""nooooo…brown resembles feces, so so do potatoes…I do not want to think I am eating feces….is disgusting."'potatoes!!!""fish!!"And with that, the two monger's stormed off in a huff, too angry for further argument. The potato monger, a rash man, pulled a small potato out of his pocket with a grimace and glared at the fish monger's back. "he wants me to show him potatoes are better?! ..then I show him!"arriving at his small cottage house of cheese nips, he peeled the potato with expert ability, making It look just like the fish