Horse 562 - 26 in 26, A-Z of Stuff

In 26 words (or less) write something on a subject for every letter of the alphabet:

Art:
Everyone needs to create something, it's just that some people have more skill than others. Artists dare to dream about that which has not yet been.

Boots:
I'm the man in the Big Black Boots who stomps and stomps and stomps and stomps and stomps and stomps until it's time to stop.

Chav:
Put on your Adidas jacket and your trainers, it's time go loiter around the off-licence. Mostly found on Giro day.

Damage:
That's nothing compared to the damage and pain I am going to inflict on you, with a single ordinary pencil.

Elvis:
Is alive and well and living in Guildford as a television sales and repairman.

Football:
For 90 minutes, life ceases to matter as all our hopes and expectations dissolve into the world inside a ball. Life's a ball!

Grass:
Who doesn't love the smell of two-stroke and smoke as ten thousand bits of grass get decapitated?

Hats:
There are too many people wearing not enough hats and not enough people wearing too many hats. Society is more civilised when it has hats.

Indigo:
Somewhere as the sun rolls away for the night, and darkness descends like a veil, this is the colour, upon which we rail.

Jesus:
It takes a very special person live a life without flaw and still be abused by the people he came to save.

Ka:
Kawaii! Super-Kawaii!!

Love:
Poets and songwriters are the best people to describe this; while the rest of us chase and sometimes find it.

Mobile Phones:
Are you that important that you need to be contacted 24 hours a day? People got on fine when they did not have these infernal devices.

Nap:
A sunbeam is perfect for napping in. Soon you'll have competition from wandering cats.

Oscar:
I'd be pretty grumpy too if I lived in the rubbish. Sesame Street also teaches you how to judge and label people.

Pie:
Hmm, Pie. It's warm, meaty, tasty, yummy and just what one needs when outside is yukky. A pie is happiness wrapped in pastry.

Queue:
Queuing is a remarkably British sport. I was in London once and an old lady asked me "Are you a queue?" Very strange that.

Rain:
Rain, rain coming down. On the plain, on the rooves of the town. Every drop is like money falling out of the sky for the farmers.

September:
One day in September, we want to remember. When again the titans battle for the flag at the G.

Travel:
Let your darling children travel, wise one. You're as darling as they come - travel is OK!

Umbrella:
All that summer we enjoyed it, wind and rain and shine, that umbrella we employed it, by August she was mine.

Vauxhall:
I'd much rather have a Griffin on my steering wheel than a lion. It's a pity about the chav Novas though.

White Day:
The 14th of March is a day for menfolk to repay the kindness done to them one month earlier.

Xylene:
Although fun to smell in a pen, do not make a habit of it lest your brain and nervous system cease to function.

Yellow:
If you ever needed proof that Coldplay were whiny whinge-rock then this is it. They should have been stopped there and then.

Z100:
From on top of the Empire State Building, to the five boroughs and beyond, Z100 is the sound of New York City.