To: Silentgypsy; Tax-chick
"Sounds like an enviable household!" Surprisingly, it works, more or less.
I don't want to see what's going to happen when I'm not here any longer, though. I know it will be chaos, like when T-c went to Florida.
Just. Like. This.
The Worlds Going To End
The worlds going to end, some day, some day,
But I can tell you when.
When I stop cranking out for it,
The impetus to spin.
Oh, yes, its me whos at the heart,
Of every things conjunction,
I noticed this while still quite young,
Who else could make it function?
Nothing happens when Im not there,
Though some pretend it does.
They cannot fool me for I see,
Its just the way it was.
I feel perplexed and puzzled,
You all will go some day,
When my senescence brings a close,
To all you have to say.
Like silent ghosts youll drift away,
While I in sleep descend.
And on that sad and somber day,
The world will have its end.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . July 6, 2007
3,498 posted on
10/10/2013 6:44:04 PM PDT by
NicknamedBob
("Free at Last! Free at Last! Thank Gawd Amighty I'm free at last!" If they just don't start it again)
To: NicknamedBob
And I, my dear FRiend and dearer friend, will put flowers on your grave!
3,501 posted on
10/10/2013 6:52:34 PM PDT by
Monkey Face
(Jehova's Witnesses don't celebrate Halloween. They don't like random people coming to their doors...)
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