Crazy times ahead,
for thick head Borish Bon Bon,
denying the facts.
The mist has rolled in,
from crystal clear sunny day,
to mystic setting
Where will I end up
I’ve done a lot in my time,
and my times not done.
Happy little words,
gracing the page with dancing,
and lots of singing.
I will bide my time,
and come to the fore just so,
when they lest expect.
