Somebody can teach you to sing, play the piano. It's just a little math and two colors. Nobody can teach you to do what Jerry Lee Lewis or Beethoven have done. They can teach you to dance but you'll probably never defy gravity like Serge Lifar or Donald O'Connor did.
Sometimes I pity the ones who merely play the hand they're dealt. You know- June and Ward, Jim and Margaret, Ozzie and Harriet.
More often I wish that I was a part of something. I'd settle for a blood brother but I'm squeamish.
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