Wit and Nonsense

Things in life are very certain,
And ya couldn't change them if ya tried,
But listen to me while I ramble on,
So you will know my brain's not fried.

Traveling through life's span of time,
Wondering where our feet will pass,
Knowing not what will befalls us,
If you eat beans, they'll give you gas.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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