In a little over one week,
2021. I won’t bore you
with the old adage, my
how time flies. Well there,
I said it anyway.
After all these years
(damn near 74 in April),
what else can I say?
You’d think I’d run out
of words explaining
by now.
Goodbye 2020, Fair well,
no better yet, burn in hell!
One of the worse years
I have seen to date.
And to think, 1947 led me
to all this, and perhaps 2021
should I survive the last week
of 2020. Who gives a shit,
anyway?
Wonder what the odds are
making it one more day?
50-50, I’d say. Those were
the odds all along, anyway.
There I go again, waxing
philosophical, and wasting
more of my time and words
in the process.
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Chris Hanch 12-23-2020
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