Our Man in Europe/now Belize/Dave Delacroix: "Li'll old bi-polar Me."
(Singing:) Don't sing of your sorrows, Blues-TURRETZ-repartee.
Don't mull over your olden wine, don't "achoo!" when U sneeze? (Just snivel?)
Don't look for an Alibi, your collapsing facade, every time U wheeze!
...& ever guilty-as-charged? -Li'll old bi-polar Me.
I may get to shouting...for no reason at all? I may get U confounded
like in a U.K. football hooligan brawl?
U MAY get be-dazzled but mostly appalled when U witness -a-foot!
Li'll old bi-polar Me.
There's a Ballad here somewhere, some Angst-KAREN on patrol,
a someone unlikely, someone not quite whole? WE WING every morrow,
our yesterdays, all gone to seed? So, forgive me my friends> "Lill old bi-polar
Me."
c.2026. Dave Delacroix.
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