Through all sorts of adventure And misadventure too I go through it and venture To write it up for you So you too my friends can see Within my poetry What I have undertaken Where it has taken me Remembered or forgotten Yet to get or gotten What taught this misbegotten Son of a mystery How I have been mistaken But now actually Get the it that I have seen See how it is to be Then I persist unshaken When you see what I mean +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIV