The path along the ground is overgrown.
I search amongst the weeds but it is not there.
Is there but one rose amongst these briars?
It cannot not be. or is it possibly the wrong season?
My shoes vanished awhile back when they were outgrown.
I stray from life's path to seek a new pair.
The shops I stray to are all full of liars.
I don't speak to speak. while seeking a reason.
~"the don't ask me, it's only 6am now" rambling
It might be safer to ignore the above ramblings, but putting that aside I have announcement to make. HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND HAPPY FATHERS DAY!!! - to my Dad!
This public service has been brought to you by Charlies Chicken wings, "burnt to a crisp so even with their heads off they can't cross the road." Laters.
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