in Milos honour

he exaggerated a blink Awcomon.

No awcomon

                 You ever know me not to have a reason

Your reasons often scarcely hold onto the edge, the lip, of plausibility.  Probable.

Possibly

             Ya might be wrong

You torture right and wrong, make either convenient for you, have them help affirm your queer sensibilities.

    But ifyall  pause    one second

                                           Im sporting an obvious hint

Hint?

           It’s a surprise party for Dad, his ninetyseventh birthday.

Aahja  Every days a surprise for Dad

                                         An in kind he surprises you

What do you think he’s going to say when he sees you, only getting to see you once a year, seven days?

    He gonna recognize you?

Hell say  What? Your barber die?

                                    An hell be right

Im finishing out the year in Milos honour

                                            Only his hands have cut my hair this year cut my hair made me beautiful since twothousandsixteen

I’m sorry. My condolences.

     he got mistyeyed

                      Thank you  Cat was too much fun   Too  much  fun

1116,  Monday – Labour Day,  1  9. 25

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young  Almost Cut My Hair  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=as5lE64J1hQ