Oh fudge!

I do not know what to say

but there are so many things I’ve got to, got to say.

Oh fudge!

I more fast ask, than say,

for what’s asked is never replied to;

and what’s said today

has been framed well in the past.

Asking is no better though,

Since once asked,

is put in a box –

answers trickle out

one in a gazillion years.

Maybe that’s why we are reborn –

whence and thence

We may get to hear

An answer or two.

Sweet sweet punishment,

is it not,

Our beautiful, bountiful lives?



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