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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