(cont'd from last Tweet) And shining stars Sunday dressed A treasure chest (At the end of the rainbow) All the best But it's time to rest.

Nuts Bolts Cars And stars A garage And a mirage Grace In this place Elbow grease And peace.

Sweet home Alabama Where the sky is so blue Nah.

God in the sod.

Another happy hoedown.

Bubblegum yum.

Jack and Jill Went up a hill They took a spill And then some Advil.

Life is death pit hell.

Lukewarm fantasies.

Nothing. I don't know. Autumn. I mean, yeah. Autumn. Autumn is happening. What else? I don't know. It's getting colder. Terrific. Great, sarcasm. I was trying to avoid that. Well, yeah. All right, yeah. Amen...

Very little.

Next to nothing.

God knows.

How bored can you get?

Pass the potatoes.

Smash. Crash. Bang. Then the phone rang. What's up? Just drinking from this coffee cup. Reading the paper. Another caper. Sunday morn. Feeling reborn. Off to the gym. On a whim. Try to get slim. Go for a swim. Then some juice. Try to stay loose. (Cont'd on next Tweet)

(Continuation from last Tweet) So far, so good. Think I should? Go out on a date? Find a mate? Place a bet? Enjoy the sunset? What a day. I'll say.

Getting late Girl named Kate Made me wait This cheapskate Food on plate Eyes dilate Then I ate Tasted great.

Little crack at poetry. Not my best but here it is anyway: Sitting with my chin in hand, Trying to but understand, What it is that makes life grand: Building castles in the sand; Seeing angels in dreamland; Drumming in a marching band.

Zilch.