Coming to the end meant that it was time for a new beginning
Until now, he had never thought about what that next would be
Since it seemed impossible that they had a chance to survive this nightmare
Pushing that aside he took out the Ring and was about to throw it in, but he had second thoughts…
Those stripes will be yummy with a dash of polka dots
Adding the mismatched pink and green fluorescent socks to further spice it up
So put together a feast for your soul and embrace who you are
There might be people who want to throw up a bit when they see you walk down the street but…
Everyone has a different fashion palate when it comes to style.
Tossing insults like darts and getting bullseyes
He smiled at the silent marks drinking their cheap whiskey from the bottle
Reaching for a cigarette, he lit it and blew smoke at them
Only there still wasn’t a peep. He closed his eyes and took another drag
Which is why he didn’t see the bottle fly into his nose
Finding all the things that are wrong can be depressing
It can make you want to just throw everything out and get something new
X that idea out, sit down with your list, start at the top and rebuild it and make it yours
So what is my line again?
Cut! Take five everyone, except you. Can’t you remember your line for five seconds?
Really. I can get it, just throw me a bone.
I should just replace you with the gopher. She knows the line.
Please! Like you could. I am an actor. You are just… well what are you?
That would be your boss, and the person telling you you’re fired.
The rubbish he was writing piled up around him
Rambling ideas clashing with the other balderdash
Any semblance to story was pure happenstance
So when he was just about to throw the refuse away
He stumbled onto what he was going to write.
Reaching for the dice one more time
Isaac gave them a toss onto the table
So much rested on the outcome of this one throw
Knowing that the answer would hurt either way