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| What You Failed To Grasp Is How Easily You Can Apply Basic Laws Of Ergonomics, And REALLY FOLLOW THRU, Accelerating The Rate And Depth Of Whatever Loss May Be Inevitable. |
Meanwhile, You're Covertly Working Against The Forgone Conclusion, And Your Own Mind Is Whipped Along In The Resulting Hub-Bub, Making Your Assesment Of The Current Situation Blurry And Biased At Best, Therefore....., |
Do
Exactly What I Say, Or |
I Haven't Got A Second To Waste On Phoney, Penny-Ante, So-Called Ego-Trips, Too Small Time, Too Petty, Too Magnanimously Trite. WRONG, But More Importantly,......Pointless. |
I Must Make A Note Of That, And Move On.....Immediately. |
But, First, Let Me Cast A Little Light On This Mental Black Hole, It Is My Regretable Fortune To Inform You That I Never Saw Any Stories In The Media That Gave Me Information To The Effect That Your Persona Has Penetrated Any Depth Resembling General Public Consensus, Much Less Probed The Depth Of My Own Confusion Concerning This Fact: |
NOBODY'S
EVER HEARD |
So, Give Me A Break From That Worn Out Big Shot Syndrome, You Don't Impress Me, But I Love What You Do, Dig? I Think You're OK, But I'm Not Into You As Much As You Seem To Be. Try To Understand, I Have My OWN EXISTENCE To Manage. |
I'm Loving What You DO, IN SPITE Of Who You Are, NOT BECAUSE Of Who You Are. So, Don't Think You Have To Shove It Down My Throat For Me To Get A Taste, Not Hardly, Since I Smelled You Comin' A Mile Away. By The Time You Got In Range, I'd Already Clocked Your Whole Concept, Typed Out The Obvious Corrections, And Mailed Copies To Your Wife, Your Manager, Your Girlfriend, And The FBI ...Not Necessarily In That Order. |
   © kurt otto 2012 |
