candid as candid can be
has brought me many an enemy,
motion reists a status quo
equilibrium, is only seemingly so
and suspended animation
is no way tio go.
now days Social Security
is neither social
nor secure
right is not always right
but wrong is consistent,
immoral and wrong,
old wives tales are often about
the forbidden, adultry,
young womens' tails, spices
remedies and homeopathic ales
drink out of a mug
drink out of a glass
drink out of a paper cup
are signs of the times
tautology
tell me true
that what I knew
will tomorrow be,
what of today
that has no replay
of what I say was said
how sad
that true
is not what I knew
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