Heading down a country road, Dick Tracy’s in a pickle
Blindsided by Chef Boy-ar-dee. The fates can be so fickle.
First waylaid then torn and flayed. Ye Gads! This is a mess
Should Pepper pick up speed ahead can Tracy take the stress?
Time slows down thus fettered, the body in grave danger
This road the one less taken, so wee hope to see a stranger.
Reality brutality. Can’t take much more abuse
Key in hand can’t reach the lock, so is of little use.
O dear! A deer in moonlight clear stands in the road so bold
Pepper forced to hit the brakes, circumstances thus unfold.
Tracy is free, snub-nose in hand, now taking careful aim
A shot rings out, cuts through the night and things are not the same.
July 27, 2017
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October 25, 2017
Heading down a country road, Dick Tracy’s in a pickle
Blindsided by Chef Boy-ar-dee. The fates can be so fickle.
First waylaid then torn and flayed. Ye Gads! This is a mess
Should Pepper pick up speed ahead can Tracy take the stress?
Time slows down thus fettered, the body in grave danger
This road the one less taken, so wee hope to see a stranger.
Reality brutality. Can’t take much more abuse
Key in hand can’t reach the lock, so is of little use.
O dear! A deer in moonlight clear stands in the road so bold
Pepper forced to hit the brakes, circumstances thus unfold.
Tracy is free, snub-nose in hand, now taking careful aim
A shot rings out, cuts through the night and things are not the same.