A is for apple. B is for banana. C is for carrot. D is for dumb, damn what fruit starts with D?
One must love a little simplicity.
In these Earthly times of war.
A is for Arbor. B is for Bastille. C is for Columbus. D is for dumb, damn what day starts with D?
Uno. Dos. Tres. Quatro.
One must love a little duplicity.
In these Galactic times in store.
A is for a. B is for b. C is for c. D is for drastic drama; deranged derelict.
Sometimes one must not make sense…to make sense.
In these Universal times of nonsense.