Divertimento

One little musically mangled man liked to refer to his own thinking skills as,
"My intellectual divertimento.”

First Verse to A Song With An Uncertain Chorus:
“If you can think fast enough
you don’t have to think all that much.”
Second Verse:
“If you can think enough
your speed is of no importance.”
Third Verse:
“The first two verses are fatally flawed.”

I am acquainted with this one man who says that one of the great joys of his life
is in “reading to his son.” Now there are three curious aspects to this:
First, I can assure you that what he said is the absolute truth,
and the other two things are
that he is illiterate and childless.

The first voice said, “Sometimes when I get alone and think of me I almost cry,”
and his sibling voice asked, “Out of loneliness, sadness?”
“No – disbelief.”

Sometimes hot questions have cool answers…
and yeah, sometimes hot questions
aren’t all that hot.

J.