Ringtone of the Village Idiot

'Tis too little too late and nothing now can be done,

as inevitable here has every last chance on the run

zero hopes up my sleeve, no new rabbits in the bag

my odds of getting saved just continuing to go bad!

I've a curse 'pon my pox with karma of providence

but I admit to you dears my situation makes sense,

I manifested beds, by being ignorant of some truth

I gamed life as a fool, now I'll pay through the roof!