In the fullness of my time
I choose only to sleep and rhyme
Why fish in the river when twitter is hot
Streaming what’s true and more often what’s not
I pass forward bits of wisdom from the ages
Cheap shots delivered via the cyber sages
Some cheer but most just say “fuck”
Unwanted advise, drivels of woke bad luck
So be it, it’s ok if I now be moving slow
There’s ample evidence that we all haven’t far to go