And now for something completely different…


I’ll never return to Vienna

Or London, or Salzburg, or Rome

I’ll never set eyes on Paris

Or admire Madame Pele’s home.

I won’t swim again in the ocean

A desert I’ll never see

I won’t spend a night at the Waldorf

The Ritz, or a ship at sea.

I won’t learn to ride a Harley

Or waltz until dawn at a ball

I won’t be a star on Broadway

Or sing at Carnegie Hall.

I know the clock is winding down

I have few regrets in my life.

But foregoing the love of just one more dog…

That cuts through my soul like a knife!

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