And such words


Enough, enough, enough!
Too much would just be stuff
Under the bridge
Unto the fridge
Into the great wide open
Here’s hoping
And such words…

As dreams are made on

And nightmares abound
In the dead of the night
When the drawbridge is down
And the enemy can cross at will
And it will.

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