You just aim for the head, Fred
Make an Afghanistan plan, man
You don't need to play it coy, Mr. Choi
Just get yourself free
Try not to cuss, Gus
Flying o'er the Kutch n such
Just drop him in the sea, G
And get yourself free.
It was all Greek to me, but supposedly saner heads were in Dutch for insisting we all go Dutch. So the winners threw a French kiss instead of the fight, put some English on the masquerade ball, and sea Creted everybody up to Uranus.
About Me
- Karen
- I started out as a baby. "I took it easy for a few years." At the age of 2 1/2 I became a lifelong pro bono facilitator. I gave up any painting aspirations in kindergarten. When twice that age, it was discovered that without glasses, my eyes aren't worth much. But, as the last person in my class to win a box of 5 fat crayons for coloring inside the lines, I gave up painting, and went into the world of reading, writing and humorous asides to supplement the pro bono work.The next project is learning how to cut and paste. It'll probably take years if I teach myself because one of us is not listening.
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