Do you dare to stay out?

or

Do you dare to go in?

How much can you lose?
How much can you get?
How much can you win?

And if you go in,
Should you turn into left or right?
Or right and three quarters?
Or maybe not quite?

U can get so confused that you’ll start into race
Down long wiggled roads at break necking face
And grind on for miles across weirdish wild
Space handed I fear towards a most useless place

from where it called
“The Waiting place”

For people just waiting for a train to go
Or for a bus to come
Or a plane to go
Or the mail to come
Or the rain to go
Or the snow to snow
Or waiting around

For a yes or no

Or a string of pearls
Or a pair of pants
Or a wig with curls

Or

another chance?




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