Okay I Admit It X and Y Aborted the Lously Little Kid

BEWARE OF ENEMIES AND ENEMAS or JESUS CHRIST ROLLED THE DICE TWICE Beware the scare to share with sharpened steel To note the difference ‘tween fantasy and the real or surreal Take heed for what I say ‘tis truth unclothed before thee Three routes but bear right or left and where would you be? Oh that old trail’s been there for too many years to count That road be akin to an un-bridled mustang who no one would ever mount The other two lead to a place where no one has ever returned to recount their tale And obviously it’s not a place where someone could send me some mail Tread contritely to the ones you’ve hurt who bare now the knives Because it could be a matter of who lives and which one survives This is no missive to depress you or make anger your way of the day And I know because you’re all young but my black hair has now become gray So I give you this lesson not to order you, discipline you nor tell thee what to do You’ve got three ways to go but only one leads to peace and tranquility for you I’ve known where to go when the road splits and I’ve known since I was an infant And here you are at fifty-five, still consternated and no, I will not give you a hint ~© 2011.….free cee!~