Is there's no way out
To give it a rest
Lodge nary a doubt
By popular demand
If there's no way out
Bar keeping the rest
Or lodge not a doubt
Then when it all goes down
There'll be no end in sight
Curiously heavy
Int'resting in light
And never here quite yet
Though soon to be true
When it's written in ink
A sign to construe
For its no picnic
Always these in tow
So find those relations
You favor; you know?
Edited by plainglazed, 06 July 2012 - 02:34 PM.
rewrite of first couplet






