There was a village in Finland when I was a boy…
You can’t escape intravenous comedy…
Now and then someone recommends a book…
Kid gloves should be “kind gloves”…
A friend called yesterday and shared an aria…
It’s been years since I last stood on my head…
It was in Berlin
Right there on the Alexanderplatz…
No one saw it…
Silly to think on it—
But I’ve always been happy
Even in the psychiatric hospital…
It’s a faint taste at first
Behind the tongue…
Planet of the Blind 