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We ponder on the inevitable,
and wonder why we are so miserable,
we should party on until the end
add the inevitable as a 'plus one friend'

I think I'm going around the bend
can't wait to see who else is there.
I could pretend that it's almost midnight,
but wait a minute, it is almost midnight,
so, I might not need to pretend at all.

The seconds multiply and become minutes and hours and in my mind's eye I see days and weeks and years lining up in tiers, it's still dark, the Muezzin calls from the Mosque in the park, melodic, haunting, I put on a shirt and bring the washing in off the line,

time is still and still time.

the second hand is
'the third man'
the joker in the pack
and we are always looking back
pretending it's almost midnight.
Isolate?
do you want me to isolate?
you can wait your turn,

they'd all like to see me on my own
all alone, home alone and there's
no, on your Jack Jones, it's only
Jack Jone when you're on your own,

**** em.
it's just another drug, so
stick me with the hypodermic
and
promise me
I won't get sick
or
won't come quick
and
be a ladykiller,
something on the
lines of 'Thriller'
run as fast as
**** The Miller
and
do you remember
greyhounds?


if you don't get the reference
go Google
go boogie-woogie,
but leave me
alone.
Well
It's true,
we'll be crawling
Into
twenty-twenty two
and that's if
we're lucky.

pick a card if you're a bard and
write some poetry,

he spins the wheel
because he's a rebel.
The day we waited for
walked through the door,
ghost in the house.
Every ocean is a drop
In the ocean of a life
and
every life is just a spot
on the edge of the universal knife,
every knife is used to cut away
the trappings that once seemed so gay
and we come back to be
a drop in the ocean
and the ocean is me.
Asteroids out to destroy us and
employers wanting to employ us
is there no end to these catastrophes?

'Give me a home where the Buffalo roam'
and I promise that I'll learn to make glue,
and isn't that what we do,
break things and try to put them together
with glue?

Elsa, ( the lion)
always trying
but you can't fool me
she
never was born free,
and it won't take too long
before all the wildlife has gone,

things die,
look at Ngorongoro
a crater today and
a crater tomorrow,
but once
it was wild and
probably the biggest ever volcano.

Now there's nowhere to go
but to the end
where we're all going.
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