Saturday, August 01, 2026

I Do

What kind of vow'd I write?
Would I believe my words?
There's nothing tying what I say in life,
T'what I do aferwards,

As far as I'm concerned nothing matters,
Do you know what I mean?
We're born to this world, when we die we're gone,
Ethics has no footing,
But feelings do!
For a tool that will stick,
One's gut is a pretty good compass, too,
But avoid religion and politics.

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