Tuesday, February 28, 2012

justwrite 28 february

Whether you’re high or low you know how that goes the scene the mean and the average got together laughed at the median and went on their merry way not married you say well who cares who shares those values who worries those hurries off into the elsewhere we’re scaring ourselves our weary elves rushing about to doubt the bouts as the bell rings as the ding-a-lings go off to school go play the fool and ask for another quarter the sorter starts early the worry whirrs around the ground lands before the sky and the wonderwhy behind such statements is a bagel without cream cheese it’s a wheeze where there ought to be a deep breath what we’ve got left before we score any other sort of wonder is the hurry under the bridge with the billygoats gruff if you start getting tough and the problems pile up you’ll be stuck with leaves and silverware you’ll be tasked with fears and self-made scares let me tell you something let me call your bluff in and out of sorts I’ve cavorted with that type before and the time I ignored your advice I regretted it so now I’m asking what you’ve got to say how the plan rolls out to you today there’s something to be heard and I’m waiting on your word mirror I’m waiting on your pleasure my own dear self wealthy in the confidence of spinach soup praise faint but truly meant the sweet-sent messages needed by closeheeding ears we have our fears but they will not destroy us on this occasion we’re saving the blame for some other deal for today we have our stamps today we’re in the camp of the good and the righteous and the leftous are wondering where to turn

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