You Know

"You know it can't be done." " I know but it could be fun to try." "Why?" he questioned with that stupid grin that I could't stand. "Why what?" " Why bother" he shot back. "Because I'm alive" I said. "That's so much jive" he laughed. (Did he have a better plan?) "Do you have a better plan?" "Nothing I can think of." "Then let me be" "You know it can't be done." he hissed. "Your like a crashing crescendo" I Said somewhat rashly. " You know it can't be done." So what's the harm in having fun?