he was always worried…bothered by things he’d seen on t.v. ….news casts…talk shows…even situation comedies put him in a funk…didn’t like where we were headin’…saw the world comin’ to a close…knew there’d be trouble…just knew it…
he’d go out and get good and hammered over the events of the day…stories of impending doom…North Korea havin’ nuclear capabilities…Iran…Pakistan…not to mention a guy in the White House with a itchy trigger finger…,A matter of time…,he’d say to himself…,a matter of time…
often you could hear him mumblin’…talkin’ ’bout how once we were the greatest show on earth…then the whole bottom dropped out…an entire moral decay right down to the very marrow…no muscle left…just fat…
the more he drank the more scared he got…til he would just wander home…weavin’ in between parking meters…tellin’ whoever would listen along the way…,we used to be the greatest show on earth…the greatest show on earth….,that’s what he’d say…
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