2014-12-23 ‘til the mess / gets here .

‘Well this is / a mess, ain’t it Sherriff ?’

'If it ain't, it will do 'til the mess / gets here'. No Country For Old Men.

It was the night before before the night before Christmas / and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring not even / a mouse.

Your men Itchy the cat would see to that,

If the carnage fits in with their 11 PM to 3 AM shift of prowling like a night cat.

"I feel useless' Cin wrote it better this after in an e-mail to his Club Midd classmates of the same graduating year.

After reading about the CLass of 1994 at Stanford U,

25 % of them billionares, female and male,

'only thing I (c)invented was a twister-oo,

For Saranwrap to be used in the cinquarium,

to keep all the jumpers below with too much enthusiasm

From snuffing it like Free Willy, the movie we videed in the auditorium, innit JF.

'You gots to be able to spread out in a sauna,' Cin said it better

As he sat in the same, his body growing redder / and redder,

'like a cat' he ended it and that's exactly what / he did,

Getting home at 9:00 for a date with / his bed.

Still he's up still, innit, he's after hulk-smashing and floggin'

In rhyming pairs and couplets, or wtf comes out / his noggin.

It's after freezing rain outside it's got wheels to be a shocker.

Like 1998's ice storm and no TV, reduced to listening / to soccer.

And then came the cat nip, for them and for him /

And that was the end of this Take THis Thing Back to Baltime-moires and ‘til the mess / gets here.

Thank you for reading (t)his Take THis Thing Back to Baltime-moires and ‘til the mess / gets here.

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