There are no vocal certainties.
The only legacy left to one kid from his ole man
was a Velcro-backed lap warmer which when
held up to the light revealed the words,
“Never Trust A Sentence
That Begins With The Word ‘But.’”
Another testy feature of being in This Kinda Stuff
is that there IS no safety in numbers.
Eventually, the king finally gave a direct order
to the palace cat, and the feline thought,
“Why not?”
From the vast expanses of Spandex-ville
comes a letter from a woman who says
she enjoys thinking about some of the things I say,
but she insists on adding that it
“Gives her the ‘willies’ to think about thinking
about such stuff on her own.”
J.