a life is stolen but not one will care
who makes the choices does not see all ends
through all the byways only fools may fare
the purpose is to drive the calmest spare
up mountain roads with many hairpin bends
a life is stolen but not one will care
idiots will journey where goats would not dare
it's simple when you're not the one who wends
through all the byways only fools may fare
such matters it turns out are not as rare
as you might think since you're the one who rends
a life is stolen but not one will care
each sound will carry through the mountain air
to one who fights and to one who defends
through all the byways only fools may fare
let us be sure that we could sit and stare
while you receive whatever the foe sends
a life is stolen but not one will care
through all the byways only fools may fare
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
27 November 2007
all's made most clear
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