The Lucky Duckling

Sure, screenplay or singing in an opera may not be my forte at this given moment.  Does that ban me from creatively and intellectually conquering paths unwalked by most?  I sure hope not.  I’m catching my second wind and skipping past the dead beat, dead ends.  I’m chucking chewed gum to the pavement and avoiding low-flying barn swallows.  Thanks for the opposite of slack.  This noose is whack.  I stay in line until I’m ushered past it.  I’ll fade away if you don’t comfort me.  I’m sorry ma’am, I tried.

Where’s my rage?  I left that ish in the cage before I turned the page and jumped back on this stage!

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