I broke a camel’s back
with a needle in a haystack
The early bird ate the apple
I was saving to keep my worm away
I put all my chickens in the same basket
before the cats had hatched
I still don’t know where the fork in the road
is leading me out to sea
Curiosity boiled the birds
watching two fish get killed by a lemonade
All’s fair in sticks and stones
But a watched safe will only make you sorry
That spilt milk will sink this ship
Before we have a chance to cry
I still don’t know if in love or in war
Which cloud is leading me