Arise, Sleepyheads. Tis that time again. Homework on the blackboard and apples on my desk.
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As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;
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When blackberries are in season, a Bramble will make you wamble.
Taking a break from wambling through and making sense of some old computer files my compadre e-mailed-I must make a concise list of the parts of it that make sense by tomorrow...
My mind starts to wamble
Each and every time I hear
Some obamabot assuring me
That the end is not near
I shake my head to clear it
And turn away in disgust,
Wishing things were better
Instead of turning to dust
But we must go to ground
Till Autumn, at the least-
Then if can just get tough
We’ll have a rat catching feast...
Leaves are fallin’ all around, time I was on my way
Thanks to you, I’m much obliged for such a pleasant stay
but now it’s time for me to go, the autumn moon lights my way
for now I smell the rain, and with it, pain
and it’s headed my way
Aw, sometimes I grow so tired
but I know I’ve got one thing I got to do
A-wamble on, and now’s the time, the time is now
Sing my song, I’m goin’ ‘round the world, I gotta find my girl
On my way, I’ve been this way ten years to the day
Wamble on, gotta find the queen of all my dreams
Got no time to for spreadin’ roots, the time has come to be gone
And though our health we drank a thousand times
it’s time to wamble on
A-wamble on, and now’s the time, the time is now
Sing my song, I’m goin’ ‘round the world
I’ve gotta find my girl
On my way, I’ve been this way ten years to the day
I gotta wamble on, I gotta find the queen of all my dreams
I tell you no lie
Mine’s a tale that can’t be told, my freedom I hold dear
How years ago in days of old when magic filled the air
‘twas in the darkest depths of Mordor, mm-I met a girl so fair
but Gollum and the evil one crept up and slipped away with her
her, her, yeah, and ain’t nothin’ I can do, no
I guess I’ll keep on ramblin’, I’m gonna
Sing my song/Sh-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, I’ve gotta find my baby
I’m gonna wamble on, sing my song
Gonna work my way all around the world
Baby, baby/Wamble on, yeah