What Are You Waiting For?

One little chap finally admitted, (leastwise to himself),
that his most exciting dream was to be locked up for many hours
in a small room with the greatest man he’s even met,
and himself said,
“Well, what’re you waiting for?”

One fidgety father, in his paternal attempts to teach his scion some mental machinations,
instructed him like this, “Whenever you say ‘shit’ think ‘crap.’” The lad pondered this
for a while then asked, “I think I see the point, but couldn’t you just as easily given me
that in a reversed form?” The dad pondered this for a sec, and said, “Well, yeah,
but then what would I have had to tell you tomorrow.”

One recent speaker over in that free-wheeling park demanded to know,
“Where is the magnanimity of justice, the equal distribution of experience,
in that no literary teetotaler seems ever to have discovered a tavern
as a redoubt of human wit and fellowship.”

The louder voice put his arm around his younger brother and said,
“Vladimir” (although that was not his name on Tuesdays),
“Vladimir, there’s a difference
between a man having ‘reasons’ and mere ‘self justification.’”
He paused, looked off for a moment, then with a slap-on-the-back concluded,
“But few men have any reason to know this.”

Whilst searching for an easy way out,
several people discovered
a felicitous point of
entry.
 

J.

 

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