T o err is human, to forget is Crazy; H and in the bush is worth two for this lady. O ut in left field she is waiting for thunder R acking her brain that was once torn asunder. F ailing to plan are just her plans that can't fail R oses by any other names would just smell I t ain't over till fat Valkyries shout, "Skål!" D on't look this grift horse in the rods in her skull.
