Drizzled on,
And off all day,
Gosh, I wish I was in Wisconsin,
Wish dad was alive,
Wish granddad had been told if Diana’s lie when he met her at eight,
Then all farn and wide would have known her for the.goddamn liar she is,
That little truth would have.bettered my life,
It refreshed my stagnate Sunday spirit,
Hung my wicca bells on my steering column,
I was feeling better,
Just learned Ruths cancers back with a cast of demons,