hes not proud to say

Who ya kiddin

    Why ya interrupting

Not proud

              At the time you were puffedup like a peacock we remember

Those of you who were ther . .

. . Sorry boss

                  For newbies  Likely your first lore lauded       Legendary

    Lauded

Lauded

Kiss an tell

Ya kiddin me

                 There was plenty more than kissin   Lauded     Not told  lauded  

    Sounds like youse think highly of me

We do  Higher    Particularly when we were concerned you might go to the well again but resisted

    Kept it a one-off

Was a freakin mad one-offcoudnt recreate tha passion a second time    No  sighed

No

      And they came around again

They did

You   skillfully movedem along

I thought so

Werent worried theyd spill the beans

No  They were good Catholic girls   With appetites

                                                       You noticed they didnt skip a beat

Not their first rodeo

Their first wrangling together  I believe I opened some doors betweenem

Ah

      They were shy at first

Ja  Then gangbusters 

An when you became the odd man out tha didnt stop them 

No

        They were awfully beautiful together  Elegantly uninhibited   

1111,  Sunday,  2  11. 25

1229,  Monday,  3  11. 25

Sade  Never As Good As the First Time  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nskZIpOODs

. . . and the dark days descend

Nice alliteration.

Thank you  You brought it on

    I did, didn’t I?

Kiddo youve been fearing it for twopossibly three weeks

                                                               You recall the positive light I tried to shine

Fall back.

Garnered one hour more away from work on Monday

    You couldn’t have made it two . . . or a whole day?

Whole day

I can be a greedy bitch you don’t have to work this job. Surrounded by . . . fuckin’ . . white rightwingers. When what’s his name . . . what’s his name?

Know who youre talkin about

                                 Sorry

Not memorable

But you know.

I do

    When he was murderedthey cried assassinated . . . cocksuckers had tears in their eyes . . and something was wrong with me.

What’s wrong with you?

Me.

You can’t say one good thing about him?

He died for what he believed in thought I was going to get fired.

Not you

          Youre the rudder the sail of that company

They know thaAND  of course . . .

   

    I’m a woman.

A very attractive woman

                              Youre not there   Why woud they bother comin into work

    You realise . . .

 

Realize?

Its killin em theyre gonna miss you the hour we fell back

Please.

Hell

         Im diggin the extra hour I have with you

she grinned dimples  was killin him

                                            You say the sweetest things.

The dark days descen . .

. . You can shaddup.

                       she tried to look stern

then was dimples galore

    Shall we go back to bed

For an hour?

I was thinking a whole day

1052,  Sunday,  2  11. 25

1121,  Monday,  3  11. 25

heres a thought

                    humancentric

 

apparently in this evolving headspinning AI World   thats a fault

AI needs people to come onboard

                                        interactrelate

soully  via machines

                          smartphones  social media  influencers

crass opinions

they thrive on opinions

who needs experts

 

    buhbye  all that unnecessary flesh and blood

1613,  Sunday,  2  11. 25

1046,  Monday,  3  11. 25

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