(Gotta have life insurance to be a responsible person in today's society)      "Need to be clean cut and tight lipped to get where you want" said the 5ft 9' ******* on the street corner who just sold me a dime store pen. " Gotta take the ins and outs like a man and worm your way through these hapless streets EVEN when you don't have to!" The more the relentless vagabond spoke, the more I wanted to lash out and dice up his tongue as a blender would @ three speed. But I didn't. I held back. Kept hearing this faint melody in my brain with words spinning round and round. "Tick tock, tick tock, what a **** a doodle doo making a run for it, a run for it, a run for it, may day, may day, may dayyyyyyy".  I really do like the early spring month's.