But ya never listen to my advice
You don't try very hard to please me,
With what you know it should be easy
As in, "take my advice, no one else does!"
Well, this could be the last time
This could be the last time
Maybe the last time,
I don't know. Oh no. Oh no
(Here... on Earth that is)
I got my geezer scooter outta my trunk, drove downtown Liberty last night. Ain't done that in a long time. When my car was in the shop a few months ago, I drove my scooter almost three miles to get my car. VICTOR, you already told us this.
Sorry, bite me, not sorry. When I did, I fetched my charger cord with me... just in case.. Drove thru the City Park. OH BABY so many mems. Like all stuff, I wonder when the last time we played Indian Ball there? The concession stand, there's an outlet in case the scooter needs charging. Wonder though, when's the last time that puppy (The Concession Stand) was open? Had to be close to 30 years, prolly ain't got 'lectricity no mo'.
Well, I'm sorry girl but I can't stay
Feelin' like I do today
It's too much pain and too much sorrow,
Guess I'll feel same tomorrow
It is, the day and AGE of always thinking about the last time. When I walked into the Corner Bar last night to watch the Royals, I couldn't remember the last time I was there, would they still remember my name? So, I gets inside and there's a Miller Lite sitting on a coaster. They musta remembered.
Well, this could be the last time
This could be [etc...]
When's the last time ya went outside to play with neighbor kids? I wonder if you stopped and thought, "Could this be the last time?" Doubt it.
Well, told you once and I told you twice,
That someone have to pay the price
But here's a chance to change your mind,
'Cuz I'll be gone a long, long time
In organizing the annual Liberty Townie Golf Tourney, I'm getting quite a few "Well I don't play much any more.. I definitely wouldn't benefit a team." ... "My hip, I just can't." "Having rotator cuff surgery next month, sorry."
Well, this could be the last time
This could be [etc...]
Victor? ALL THAT IS SAD, we don't need that. No it ain't. It's a treat for me to ride my geezer. You want sad? I was sitting outside the Corner, smoking a cig. VICTOR? YOU STILL SMOKE? Bite me, yeah. Dude walks up the street. Laboring. He was walking South to North, but his crippled legs made them include quite a bit of East to West as he motivated. He had groceries in his sack. Heavy groceries. He paused where my scooter was parked, "DANG, what I'd give for one of those." I felt bad, and lucky, all in one.
Remembering playing in the neighborhood? Playing Indian Ball? Standing in line at the concession stand for a Root Beer Float? Them ain't sad, them's mems. Great ones. Electric even.
Life shows to go, or something like that, how precious time is. As money, physical ability (or inability), the mind, the years, the days, the sunlight wane out........ HOWINTHEHELL CAN WE NOT SMILE UNTIL IT DOES?
Sure, sucks to think about, write about, but........ about is about out and about.... still. And, actually it really doesn't suck because we are BLESSED......... BLESSED as many don't get this much time to live here on Earth.
Well, this could be the last time
This could be [etc...]
That [etc...] part.......... Webster, mighta been Funk and Wag, can't remember... say "Et cetera (abbreviated as etc) is a Latin phrase meaning "And the rest" or "and so on." It is used at the end of a list to indicate that further, similar, and unspecified items are included. It implies the list is not exhaustive, and the reader should understand that more, similar things exist." Might as well smile while they do eh?
Love, Victurd
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