"Tomorrow Is"
Who knows what tomorrow may bring?
Winter, spring, summer, or fall.
For sure, only an idiot knows it all.
I sometimes feel small.
Like an ant is tall.
How do you spell bawl?
That's what upsets urban sprawl.
Heard the call, and now, will give it my all.
Like a politician will give the stall.
Always will remember Paul!
And a Pall Mall cigarette.
By Jonathan Billet
On the day after 9/11/-15
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