Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
Well it looks like the answer is no. My wife and kids left me and I don't know where they are. I get it, I screwed up again. Maybe its was the 12 1/2 years of booze, the other women - and I mean lots of other women, the ER visits, rehab and AA, the year(s) of benzos and psychedelics abuse, the crashed cars, the porn and masturbating and unnatural sex - and I mean lots of porn and masturbating and unnatural sex. Maybe it was the time I maced her right between the eyes and told her to take a time out at her Mother's with the kids because she a little liberal with the strap. Maybe it was the first time we took the kids to Parish school and she body-checked me and I really never saw her again after that - I should have figured it then, but you know, kids and all. John Prine's dead was right.