Clocks and chairs
Locks
and hairs
Fox
and lairs
Gloks
and spears
Socks
and flares
Docks
and wares
Lox
and pears
Knocks
and tares
Shocks
and scares
Stocks
and shares
Clocks and chairs
Locks
and hairs
Fox
and lairs
Gloks
and spears
Socks
and flares
Docks
and wares
Lox
and pears
Knocks
and tares
Shocks
and scares
Stocks
and shares
I think on balance its better
To
have a horrible end
Than
it is to have
Horrors
without end
Who’s that girl?
What’s
a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?
When
my baby smiles at me
Where
the heart is
“It’s A Wonderful Life” is a fantasy family drama co-written and Directed by Frank Capra based on the story by Philip Van Doren Stern.
The film is a slightly dark, almost
bittersweet tale of a savings and loan manager George Bailey (James Stewart), a
bit an earnest do-gooder who struggles against a greedy banker Mr. Potter
(Lionel Barrymore) and his own self-doubting nature in a small town.
After suffering a financial catastrophe, he
see’s suicide as a possible solution to his predicament only to be rescued by a
whimsical, endearing, trainee-angel named Clarence (Henry Travers).
However its only when George says he wished he
had never been born that Clarence is able to show him what life would be like
for his mother (Beulah Bondi) and Uncle Billy (Thomas Mitchell), his friends
Ernie, Bert and Violet, (Frank Faylen, Ward Bond and Gloria Grahame), former
employer Mr. Gower (H.B. Warner) and his loving wife Mary (Donna Reed), in a
world in which he had never existed.
So, George Bailey, after years of feeling
trapped in a small town finally recognizes his life to be wonderful and truly
rich.
A typical performance by the ever-dependable
James Stewart and ably supported by the beautiful Donna Reed and the
incomparable Lionel Barrymore as the grasping villain of the piece.
When you’re a kid and dinner tastes good
You
can't have anymore. That’s the trouble
If
it tastes like crap you have to clean your plate
And
you’re even allowed to have double
Members of Smokers anonymous
Will
sniff at the clothes of fellows
For
any scent of cigarette smoke
And
their breath for a hint of polo
I’m at the stage in life
When I’m sometimes forgetful
Although let’s face it
There’s a lot in life
That is better off forgotten
But as forgetful as I am
I never forget the important things