My Rules

Yeah, call it what you will, there
is no sympathy for acts avoiding
what you’re meant to do; as fair
a strategy as rational sense with
time to spare permits it still may
just declare you’ve lost the plot,
avoidance plans aren’t hatched
without a clutch of rotten eggs

Though it begs an issue of whose
task this is you back away – you
say because you can and that it
matters not; that it always nags
and ever will you silence with an
afterthought – they are MY rules
© 26 July 2012, I. D. Carswell