Thursday, January 31, 2019
Upon your shoulders is the chips..
To either cut the deck or play
The game is always on
Foe or friend it's a game
Aces usually have value
Shuffle and you might win
Run into some bandits
They might take it all
So go forward with angels
And paper will cut
Them scissors
No doubt.
Don't give up..
Hogwash for the pigs
They can eat the words they want to be
I have watched and grinned
For nothing escapes the night
They can eat the words they want to be
Something is better than contemplation
Might as try some frustration
Living in a mixed up world
You can't find your way
Unless the door is there.
Data Giant!
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