this is a message no one wants to hear
you feed the fools and laugh at their mistakes
but all the time you cry into your beer
for all our lives we find nothing so dear
as giving all we have for our own sakes
this is a message no one wants to hear
to our own cause we do not now adhere
and all our tokens are exposed as fakes
but all the time you cry into your beer
you might have shown us a quite nasty sneer
but had no inkling we had raised the stakes
this is a message no one wants to hear
the day began bright but has turned quite drear
we do not wonder at our many aches
but all the time you cry into your beer
we know that we have got the proper gear
and none of us expects to get the shakes
this is a message no one wants to hear
but all the time you cry into your beer
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
29 June 2008
not the same race
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