A man's gotta go, doesn't he?
Joking apart, doesn't he?
And though I'd be the first one to say that I was quite a bore,
I'm finding it hard to really insist on even more.
I'm reviewing the situation.
Can a fellow be a rhymester all his life?
All the trial and tribulation;
Better settle down and play a game --- not Strife.
And the game would bring much joy to me,
And launch for me, and run for me,
And crash for me, so much for me.
My fingers, it will break for me;
My time, it will take from me;
A misery, it'll make from me;
I think I'd better think it out again!
A game you can keep, anyway;
I'd rather sleep, anyway.
Left without a song in the film; and I'm leaving for now.
So, this will be my last "not in" post
. Farewell, with a bow! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAUfaRQk_rs&t=20s