euphemistically 

                  he was thinking

in reality

            he was sitting on the pot

one can think or can read

likely fourfive in the morning his second trot

Shaddup Lemealone

Let you aloneO Hell  NO 

                           We woke youinterrupted youyour lucid dreaming so ya didnt soil the bed  Say thank you 

Thank you 

            Though you had a hand in this

NO  No

        You chose to eat hot Italian sausage whichya know doesnt agree with your system thas on you  Quis custodiet ipsos custodes 

Not now 

Yes  Now

           Juvenal Roman poet  not how yare acting  Juvenile 

I knowI know it Who will guard the guards themselves

Was is up to you 

                  Our job when you violate your tenet is not to stop you but have your back when notif things go awry 

Wake you so you dont shit the bed  You are welcome 

he shook his head   it was hot not pleasant Thank you 

                                                           I did hear yas muttering 

Yes Yare a big boy Accountable 

                                  We giggled when you crossed your fingers an thought Mebbe not this time We love your fatal optimism

I ought to listen to myself  I do know better

You do 

       However we understand your    sometimes cruel  gaming

I know better

Until the next time 

   Yah 

           Is a bit of a game

Thas awright got your back  Were game too

AM,  Saturday,  27  5. 23

1215,  Saturday