Comes often between as's almost now Willingly, readily, in the future somehow Up up in the sky, over seas it soars All in good time, they say, take yours Stand on the street, you might come by me Then maybe a kid, tickled pink they could be With such a great deal, the odds are remote Yet this could help you, to stay afloat You've made your bed now, so on it you must lay Too, ironic this vow, to love honor and obey Solve each of the five, two