the choices we have never turn out fair
there's always some bizarre and hateful twist
honesty has been squeezed out of the air
we give no credence to the skillful player
but keep a stone hidden in the back fist
the choices we have never turn out fair
a goblin grabs us going up the stair
yet we rejoice because we think he missed
honesty has been squeezed out of the air
naughty spirits want to grab us by the hair
and leave us feeling that we have been kissed
the choices we have never turn out fair
things we discover do much more than scare
no mortal snake it was that last night hissed
honesty has been squeezed out of the air
we wander round the hills sunburned and bare
somebody somewhere has compiled a list
the choices we have never turn out fair
honesty has been squeezed out of the air
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
15 August 2007
beyond dreamland
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