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Well, Now That Everyone is Dead
~Well, Now That Everyone is Dead~
The stench will probably last
until the flesh and guts dry-up,
leaving oderless bones behind.
In the meantime,
I'll just try to keep my nose
buried in books.
I can flip my own burgers.
Make my own coffee.
Blow out my brains,
when it comes to that.
I wonder if God
can create a bird
that can fly higher
and faster
than He can.
D. B. Tompsett
Interesting mixture you
Interesting mixture you have here
Usually posed while having beer
But you drink coffee not a brew
So must presume your sober too
Thus your observations must be wise
Except that God never flies
Thank you kindly for sharing