LIONEL
Somehow, like a train, I am
always busy, always running.
Always (let me add), too much
to do. The idea that clocks can
run my day is ludicrous or - as
they say - a crock. And as the old
Firesign Theater used to say :
'How can you be in two places
at once when your really not
anywhere at all?' Something
like that, as I recall.
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And so, fat boy, me bring
something back, from your
trip to the Netherwoods Deli.
I'm so hungry I can eat a horse.
Is that how that's said? I can't
remember now those little things
we all once used to know. Boy,
my life has turned to nothing;
Barney Rubble, in a heap
of trouble.
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