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There is no time like the present

No time to call me the better man

I love you all but still you sin

You smoke like Dirk but hold your fin

Like an animal

You do not win

In absence of glory you do not tell

The winner is evil the sky the begin

Of pleasure inperilled

The arc of bin laden

Does not finish here

But there where you win

The aimless start of war can be

The anywhere else for you do not begin

The end does start to make it sin

You do not know where I cannot simply

Open your eyes to the title track

Of the lp

I love to play

10 to 1

Is not the time

It opens doors

Where love begins

I di not know where you

Cannot sin

Begin the where

When no one sins

Where your difference on the brow

And hold your crooked man

On the sow

Soo-ee, soo-ee

I love you more

Than pigs do in your final hour

Do not know me when

You power

I know you not

And love you nire.

Pyre is work I do not pleasance

Take the bow

The corner presence

Is open now

I cannot hold

You again.

Bcdfn.

Copyright Bruce E Saunders 2020

Again, I couldn’t help but grin. “You’ve come to the right place, Doll.  It’s my business.”

Across the table, her beautiful brown eyes widened in amazement and probably shock.

Sure enough:

“You’re kidding.  Really?” hopefully.

I pushed back my hoodie to show off my long flowing blond hair, giving it a flick.  In fact, I have noticed that it no longer hides the thinness of top.  I’m going to shave it all off one of these days.

“We better go, so we can talk.  Have you seen the Park?  Let’s take a walk.”

[NOTE TO READERS:  THIS IS BEING WRITTEN BY A VOICE HEARER.  THE CATEGORIES AND TAGS WERE SELECTED BY THE VOICE IN MY HEAD.  I’LL LET LOOSE FURTHER AS THE STORY PROGRESSES.]