The Day May Come

The day may come when you will never again hear someone say, “The day may come.”

Only the ordinary, at meal time, believe the only process in action is THEM-eating-the-FOOD, with no possibility of the ole vicey-versy.

If some “new idea” is just the same-ole-shit, then rest assured it’s just the same-ole-shit.

It should be visible enough by now that I can go ahead and put-the-words-on-it thusly:

If you’re gonna’ go on feeling bad, you’re just about done for.

Just as he was being completely swallowed by this gigantic opinion-constrictor, I heard the guy in the sham bush jacket exclaim, “Hey, this IS the wild kingdom!”

J.