end of the trail

ah
ass munchkins
pull your bunions up to the fire
tonight i have a sad tale to tell
a morale

so its said silence is golden
to many words fall just like lead

217 volumes of self published crap
all stuffed on the top shelf
vieing for space
with self awarded plaques
for inspiration
(kind of takes your breath away)

start the stack at the bottom
build a good foundation
i think somebody named jim told him that

after the night of the crash
the armadillos slept easy