The Preachifyer's look for any
opportunity to beat sounds of
Thunder on their moral chests,
and with the pointing a finger,
Lightening Bolts of HELL and
your Damnation is assuredly at
hand, you have now found that
you are the right-hand of Satin!
A stern warning, to that Demon
Stern; How Howard did you fall
so far from Gods favorite flavor?
It was Janet jacken on us, that
did it... I guess it really doesn't
matter, it could have just as easily
been a right doorknocker... as the
Righteous shall never understand,
logic is from the left, not the right!
It is logical after all, to not allow
s-hit to be said allowed, as others
might hear you... as this is an utter
obscenity... or is that a muttered
obscenity... anyhow! this... word
must not be said, but you can use
a substitute... like; ca-ca, faeces,
poop, turd, crap, dung, stool, chip,
etcetera... etcetera... etcetera...
You can place a large silver platter,
with fresh brown steamers on it for
show & tell... while the dog takes a
crap on stage, knowing you can eat
it... you just can't say it or take one!
I realize you may give a crap cause
fecal matters... but I also know you
really just plain don't give a ca-ca!
Have a nice day, and remember...
do-do do happen!
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