Time Warp

(We think it's the weekend Edition)

In some places it gets later,
before it gets any earlier.

As one little feller so aptly announced,
“Any friend of me is no friend of mine.”

Immediately after awakening he would silently slip down the hall to the dark bathroom, carefully sneek up to the medicine cabinet, then suddenly throw on the lights,
leap up to the mirror, put his finger firmly on the reflected image of his nose,
and exclaim, “Okay you, hold it right there!”

A man who “knows” his place will certainly always have a place…
(if that’s any tepid consolation.)

No matter where you are in the City,
a ghetto is nearby.

J.