there's nothing here that matters but the sun
the morning's cold but the sky is blue and clear
with a good effort i'll get the whole job done
ahead i know there's a long course to run
we've reached the turning point of this new year
there's nothing here that matters but the sun
still a battle's to be fought but lost or won
we're attending now to all that's in our care
with a good effort i'll get the whole job done
the eye's been tricked but it's all in good plain fun
we know that we're not marked by what we wear
there's nothing here that matters but the sun
the deal's been finished now we're under the gun
this is quite common but for each it's rare
with a good effort i'll get the whole job done
we've passed the obstacles now there are none
a new taste seems to flow throughout the air
there's nothing here that matters but the sun
with a good effort i'll get the whole job done
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
10 February 2007
the bird has told all
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