To Assume Makes an Ass Out of You and Me






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A poem to a friend about ass-umptions of depression

To Assume Makes an Ass Out of You and Me

Look man

Look man I know life

Look man I know life It seems pretty bleak.

Look man I know life It seems pretty bleak. We all like To jest And make each-other Look weak.

You've joined in too, Please don’t deny,

You've joined in too, Please don’t deny, You’re saying I’m blue

You've joined in too, Please don’t deny, You’re saying I’m blue And of the bickering kind.

Well I think that’s just rude,

Well I think that’s just rude, Although a bit true,

Well I think that’s just rude, Although a bit true, That you've just assumed That I miss loving blooms

Well I think that’s just rude, Although a bit true, That you've just assumed That I miss loving blooms In warm summers

Well I think that’s just rude, Although a bit true, That you've just assumed That I miss loving blooms In warm summers Breezing lovely songbird tunes.

Just let me say:

Just let me say: I love the Thrushes, Finches, and Jays.

Just let me say: I love the Thrushes, Finches, and Jays. King Fishers Fishing all day.

You see?

You see? I hear songbird tunes.

You see? I hear songbird tunes. Now won’t you tell me

You see? I hear songbird tunes. Now won’t you tell me That you've heard some too?

Have I told you of the seasons?

Have I told you of the seasons? Fall endings, winters blue, And spring’s tree sons?

Have I told you of the seasons? Fall endings, winters blue, And spring’s tree sons? Please and thank you. I love that you've

Have I told you of the seasons? Fall endings, winters blue, And spring’s tree sons? Please and thank you. I love that you've given me a reason.

It’s not like people love to share words,

It’s not like people love to share words, Through and through,

It’s not like people love to share words, Through and through, Like season's turn From orange To red

It’s not like people love to share words, Through and through, Like season's turn From orange To red To blues And green's hue.

I’m not trying to bicker,

I’m not trying to bicker, Or be slicker,

I’m not trying to bicker, Or be slicker, I just like to snicker And be jocund

I’m not trying to bicker, Or be slicker, I just like to snicker And be jocund or lesser.

So thank you for the inspiration

So thank you for the inspiration From your modest interpretation Of the infinitely doubtful implications you see

So thank you for the inspiration From your modest interpretation Of the infinitely doubtful implications you see When others debate on philosophy,

So thank you for the inspiration From your modest interpretation Of the infinitely doubtful implications you see When others debate on philosophy, The abstract,

So thank you for the inspiration From your modest interpretation Of the infinitely doubtful implications you see When others debate on philosophy, The abstract, the riddles,

So thank you for the inspiration From your modest interpretation Of the infinitely doubtful implications you see When others debate on philosophy, The abstract, the riddles, trite jests,

So thank you for the inspiration From your modest interpretation Of the infinitely doubtful implications you see When others debate on philosophy, The abstract, the riddles, trite jests, even

So thank you for the inspiration From your modest interpretation Of the infinitely doubtful implications you see When others debate on philosophy, The abstract, the riddles, trite jests, even The summer breeze and society.

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