Before you were something
I watched you.
I watched you grow and heard your no
A million times.
You yelled let go!
Yanked your hand away so
I did and you skinned your knee.
You paid for freedom.
Retail then some.
Today redone.
Before you were something
I watched you.
Thank you, friend.
Barry out.
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Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
barryhappywilliams@gmail.com
My bro Mart is hurtin in his fifties and for the life of him he can’t find the solution. I feel for him cause the lucky ones got some hurt’n still ahead of ’em.