A Traveling Song

As you tripsy along, never forget this song:

“Down the road a piece,

  Oh, down the road a piece,

  Down the road a piece,

  Is another road,”

ANY one who can be snubbed, should be.

One man described typical City life to his young son thusly, “It’s a place where a bartender still expects a tip, even should his dear mother belly up to the bar for a short one.  That’s the City.”

That what needs validation, ain’t correct.

People will find most anything, once finished and done with, acceptable.

J.