'Tis no surprise to me,

a sane accepts insane 

goes permanently bat

logic takes the blame!

Hey we had capitalist pigs in sixty-four

same year the Beatle boy mania scored,

appearing here now new again in 2024

Trump and the hate hat Elon so adores!

I want a greenhouse, just figured it out

I'm going to get one, then I shall shout!


Tomato, peppers rosemary and thyme!

hot home enjoyment, infuse-oil rhyme

We're almost past it, can taste it as sweet

forgetting the olde embracing new tweet!


Our past 'tis scary, our truth in the mirror

put bits of forgiveness 'pon nadas of fear!


Abandon this folly, make your boss mind 

become teetotaler and this you shall find!

The hardest part is letting it all go

Forgiving and forgetting what has past

The regrets and misjudgments sticking out

like sore thumbs never meant to last


The easy part is holding onto life

Enjoying and embracing here and now

The loved ones and liaisons lending mirth

to rue that deepens with each ciao

Married four times without a charm

All good women who tried their best

A lot of hurt and undue harm

Rattled thoughts never put to rest


Wedded four times without a clue

All fair ladies who loved their man

Untold ploys and pooches to screw

Efforts dashed by a dead-end plan


Mated four times with one more chance

A dead last wife who stayed the course

She saddled up for one last dance

Putting it all on a dead horse

Oh, I can lie to you because I don't care about you

don't know you mister, so you ain't nothin' to me!

jesus tells us not to lie but not for people like you

lie through my teeth for him, you go climb a tree!

I'll stay put and go the distance

Which isn't far but now must do

I'm fresh out of second chances

And here my last three loves are true


I'll hold back and stay the course

Which isn't long but now replete

I'm plumb out of tricks up my sleeves

And here the stuff of life is sweet


I'll hang tight and live my best life

Which isn't much but now can mend

I'm all out of dandy landings

So here I'll stay until the end

Hey this 'tis beginning to look

like Blogs domains contented!

if we'll keep spelling them out

we'll see the poems cemented

All faith based on 2000-year-old science,

shouldn't be here in two-thousand years


All science fact currently seen in library,

shall be new earth religion by year 4024

Oh, the separation of church and state 'tis absolute!

Yet let's turn that page and attach science to states

We get one life and that's all

No place before or after

One song to live short or long

Do sing the notes with laughter


We have one life and that's it

No space above or under

One shot to live well or not

Do roll the dice with wonder

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