When by the wacky vagaries of fate
You find yourself possessed of evidence
That, generally known, would stir up great
Hilarity and laughter at events-
How difficult it is remaining mum
When you just want to holler from on high,
And bite at probability your thumb,
Thus bidding secrecy a fond goodbye.
Intolerable to have fire within
That must needs suffer from asphyxiation-
To tell is disappointment and chagrin;
Maintaining silence brings no consolation.
Though indiscretions make their cases well,
I hold my...
Published on June 04, 2014 23:21