Count Down From Ten Before You SpeakUnder the spreading controversy, I tweaked you and you tweaked me. Together we created such a din that our very home caved in. Onto the street outside ensued the argument loud without interlude. We drew the neighbors to our sides with all the hazards that implies when others without regard for their own fate absorbs another's biases and hate. Too soon the very town did boil and bubbled until the country side too spoiled for a fight with more breadth and scope. They even dragged in the Pope. Across the channel the fight ensnared the Frogs and Franks who both long shared, animosities enough for all to last till doomsday itself had passed. The original cause and source of argument by now forgot, as distracted we were by wars first shot. Well, to make a long and familiar story short, someone failed to install the button to abort, the missiles that descended with hydra-head, that would have made such piles of dead, had not they all been burned to crisps. Now lips there are in short supply to tell the tale and expound on: WHY!!?? can't people keep their bloody noses out of controversy they know nothing about and leave to heal a festering sore? But what's the point, they're nevermore. |