Double Dizain the Form

now and then better yet, once in a while it's now or never; a will oer the wisp thing here today,gone tomorrow as with yesterday's newspaper buried deep into today's troubles My friend,today will soon be tomorrow if you stop crying into today's beer, lift your head,see the wood from the trees, a rolling ball gathers no moss, stop crying over split milk; and look at it this way, you know it makes sense, get a grip lad; forgive her, forget her