We'Ll Walk the Safer Route

8 If a wasted life is now the journey With a path perilous and wide. The prevailing observation be... One should have a guide. With a soul of sound and fury And your misanthropy clearly known. Who am I to judge you harshly As you venture forth alone. However... Should the winds of chaos fester And you be trumbled here about. Abrogate your fear and join me here... We'll both walk the safer route. The End 9 Life made of me a mockery With an intention to deceive With no air of accountability For the bitterness so received. I would embrace a different path To forsake some cosmic rule. But Life now grips my fading star... So I must play the fool. The End 10 There is an air of permissiveness As roguery doth wither winter's sting. Prudery evaporates with the melting snow In the path of an avenging spring. Tis mischief that pervades the youth With Nature's essence on display. And things best done by the ebb of night... Are now done in the light of day. As Lads and Lasses tumble to and fro, Making bold their fleshly passion. There is little thought to autumn's moon With Nature's bounty soon the fashion. The End *Follow my cartoon at Webtoon Bob's Your Uncle.