The world keeps changing, you can say it\'s evolved..
A far better place, let new light replace the old..
Tangled in dichotomy the old became the new..
Where all the gifts bought more grief, and no one had a clue..
Except me, Of course!
Yours truly,
From hoolie doolie land...
listen - We have a plan...it\'s not mine but I can tell, avoiding hell is heavenly...
But it really doesn\'t sell..
But if it did, all would take a bow, every tongue would confess, and be humbled by his power: and the earth could rest...
The needle swings erratically, when it settles, God only knows...
The banquet is called for the wedding, but the Emperor has no clothes.