our diet's heavy with red beans and rice
morning weighs on us with a colder sun
too sweet the sugar now too sharp the spice
it's winter but there is no snow nor ice
nor any reason for plain joy or fun
our diet's heavy with red beans and rice
our struggles are not ended in a trice
we have to let the process run and run
too sweet the sugar now too sharp the spice
lacking in method with no good device
to twist things into shape each makes a pun
our diet's heavy with red beans and rice
we learn the value and forget the price
our purpose is to act and not to shun
too sweet the sugar now too sharp the spice
knowledge of virtue is knowledge of vice
we know the end as soon as we've begun
our diet's heavy with red beans and rice
too sweet the sugar now too sharp the spice
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
15 January 2008
red beans and rice
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