One Little Thing
/Never get into “playing the dozens” if you only count to ten.
Remember this, said the first, “The Man guarding the gate is NOT gate itself.”
“Yeah,” said number two, “but sometimes he might as WELL be.”
“Yeah, your ass,” came the coda.
A “load off your mind” just puts it on somebody else’s.
Why is it that all the world’s “Great Literature” seems to have already been written? Has the past, in some way, been secretly acting as those dead dudes’ agent?
Don’t use your “legit” voice when sitting in with the Isley Brothers.
There is this “one little thing” that everyone has forgot.
J.