Transcendental Sonnet #1421:
Maybe Baby
I come from a line of violent crime
A whiff of menace in the air
I pet my purring cat and write my rhyme
But I always remember where
I come from and who I am after all
My father was a hitman cool and tall
We made good money in Prohibition
The house always wins the roulette wheel spins
Even now during this Inquisition
Which is the reign of George the Second here
Another family founded on fear
But they were never cool: and now this fool
All I want to do is write poetry
But maybe baby best not mess with me
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV
peace and love, Carole
Let's just hope that this is the end of the Bush dynasty. Living in Florida I can tell you first hand, Jeb is being groomed for the throne.
Quite frankly, they are all useless. Politics is the biggest confidence game in town. I'm not sure I know how we can overcome the corruption. It exists on every level of government.
~ Sara
Felix
God bless,
Sandie.
Love Tinka