If I made a flying painting, you would probably try to kill me.   Is this a case of indecision, or just a lack of comprehension?      Dusting jet planes off,   Distrusting numbers,   Impaling screwdrivers in a cucumber      I will often dillydally, keeping notes while I am shaving,   My religion is my first love, it exists on tire changing      Dialing telephones,   Eating carpets,   Jumping on a comb,   Electric Eeling      Driving over English muffins, it would make me oh so happy,   Jumping off the Eiffel tower is bound to make you lots of money.      Building two-by-four religious temples,   Reviving dinosaurs,   Submitting tables