Feeling fried?
Just for fun.
It’s just a try away.
It’s lying-in wait.
Oh great.
Don’t be late.
You know, it’s fate.
Awaits the click of the date.
To propagate.
The long run.
Of sun. See the light.
Feel strong. And sing along.
You already know the song.
Same old song and dance.
So, dance a little dance.
And listen to the words.
Just as birds fly.
You shall mystify.
The multitudes of flies.
Waiting to land in the by and by.
For a band on the run.
Will lead you to the fun.
Run, run, run.
Son.
RGH/F
12-16-2020
