Sure, Name Every Branch Or Flower If You Like But The Mustard Still Gotta Be Cut

The clock is ticking, time waits for no person and what comes around goes around.

Life wringer outers will recognize this sure-fire road map to the loonie bin and damn good wages as long as one don’t mind slopping the hawgs or cleaning up the barn cycle in and cycle out.

Here is also from whence the nefarious will to control seeps from calenders and blurts from desk top favored enterprise sponsored, he/she-yach or sports team passing of the day reminders which

are mandatorily affixed to every citizen’s walls and digital displays.

Let not one awakening yawn by sans being tagged for every

new dawning signifies once again just how blessed we

are to be allowed to view another gorgeous sun

for without this new day (and its heartily

attached monikers) we would drift

through a timeless, carefree

place where surely bells

and whistles are most frowned upon.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

Barry Williams

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

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

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        Barry Williams

        @Patty, No, no. It is I who must apologize. Every time I get a little too drinky I start imagining you in some control room, surrounded by your peers and other terminals.

        And getting paid to be there.

        I know, I know…none of it is true, its all nearly in my mind.

        Sorry P. You’re the only fairy tale I have…

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