The wedding reception Was a messy affair One of the bridesmaids Nearly strangled herself Under a banquet table In the cummerbund Of one of the groomsmen Oh the passions aroused By nuptials in the young
My glasses are on There's no need for you to yell I hear you just fine
Mornings I'm adrift On a cloud sea of pea soup Still no land in sight
a better world would have more Namaste and less mine mine mine mine mine
What loneliness is more lonely than distrust - George Elliott
A Scroll Threw Life 
‘My glasses are on…I hear you just fine’–so weird, isn’t it? Like being in the car and hearing ‘turn down the radio–I’m not sure where I’m going.’
😂 Same principle