Wednesday, September 26, 2007


If you get aches and pains from winter rains
That bedevil the bones in your body.
If your fluttery heart with a stop and a start
Sends messages slow down or God, he
Will do what gods do with damn fools like you
Who shun signs and seek partytime pleasures.
That guy in the sky will flip the big switch
Which lets you enjoy earthly treasures.
Slow down, you fool, or it's damn sure you'll
Join those without everyday bothers.
Once life was a toy for you to enjoy.
Soon you'll rot in the field of your fathers.


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