Post Script To My Version (Truth Included)

MOST DAYS

I Pogo Up And Scissor Kick Life Square In The Nuts … 

Right There – Ugh – In The Family Jewels.

“Cojones, Mijo.  The Grapes, Darling.  JuJubes For The Jelly Bean Luvahs.”

… Hand Spring Outta Bed Into The Lion’s Den. 

 

SOME DAYS

I Know When I’m Done Slapping The Snot In Me …  

Beat To Smithereens.   Heaven Spent.  Before I Get There.

“Fatten My Ass With Spoils Of Regrets To Come … “

… Save Your Cake And Don’t Wage Against It Was The Look I Gave The Man Yesterday …

 

OTHER DAYS

I Release My Inner Joe Exotic …    

Sing Shitty Countrified Songs.  The One’s I Wrote.  Tiger King, Bubba Love.

“… Flapping My Bleach Blonde Mullet Tips Like I’m Doing The Breeze A Solid And The Sunshine A Favor.  Holster Up.  Revolver Jacked On My Hip.”

… Roast Marshmallows In Dante’s Inferno.

 

ONE OF THESE DAYS

I’m Gonna Get It Less Wrong Than Right …   

Show Up Packin’ For The Fight.  Breaking Pretty.  Kinda Livin’ It Light.  

‘Til Then.  There’ll Be Sin.  As Its Always Been.

… Soon, Lord.   

 

POST SCRIPT TO MY VERSION (TRUTH INCLUDED)

“I’m A Pacifist.  Don’t Like Guns: Slaughtering Wild Animals Held Captive In Cages?  No Issues With Rainbows.  Tattoos.  Body Piercing.  Blonde.  Peroxide.  Bleach. Mullets.”

 

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