A Rising Tide Sinks All Sheeps

Buddy saw the future

Like a headlight sees a deer.

The future called him near.

It whispered in his ear.

It said look over here.

Cause there future appeared

To be so bright

It shone off fright

And sheep slipped into that good night

Without one bleat to signify

Shit had hit the fan.

Barry Williams http://barry-williams.com/blog

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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