Careful.
He’s out there.
He knows where you’ve been blogging.
He knows where you social network.
You stay gone too long, he’ll come find you,
drag you back,
kicking, screaming,
ready or not.
Guilted into writing:
stringing words ,
parsing phrases,
until you’ve penned
a perfect 55
for G-Man.
(Adding a “foot-photo” wouldn’t hurt, either)
(from Google Images)
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I don't think, however, this is what he meant!
Happy 55 Galen, my friend!
