Rambling Written

Liar, liar, pants on fire, hang yourself from a telephone wire. The grass is or is it not, always greener on the other side, if you cannot see eye to eye then disagree because all lies eventually die. You cannot squeeze blood out of a turnip just like you cannot cross that bridge once you have burned it. Chewing tobacco, chewing tobacco, chewing tobacco spit, pissing into the wind And falling back into . It is time to piss on the fire and call in the dogs, little Johnny smoked some and got eaten by the hogs, cut off your nose to spite your own cock eyed face, little Jimmy cracked some corn slow and steady wins the race, get on your mark then get ready and get set, you can lead a horse to water but you cannot place his bet, road hard and put away wet like a whore in church I start to sweat. Do you really want to hear just how the cow ate the cabbage? Well he ate it way too fast and then he choked on it, so you can put that in your pipe and you can smoke on it. Why did the little chicken cross the motherin'n road Well fukk a duck Cuz I really do not know, all of my life long days I have been working on the railroad with all of my ducks out of a row when the shove comes to push, a bird in the hand ain't worth a cold Busch. Now I'm counting all my ducks before they even hatch, and I'm putting all my eggs into one small batch, I tried to shut the door But it wouldn't latch, speak of the devil see the fire and strike a match. I'm the little kettle that the pot called black and I'm the fire and he's sticking in the frying pan, well the early bird gets it but then that owl gets the fowl and the two birds stoned leaves the worm all alone but it's okay to put the cart before the horse do it gently with force with no remorse, Stay on the course of course, it's a horse of course, it's a horse like no other, it's the horse of a different color.