Such comfort in abbreviations

The wonder in conforming

Bring such harmony to a beginning

It was and it tis

Time for this and it’s

To say now and forever

How bliss ful things can seem

As we say in long hand

That short hand is two

Timing with rhyming and reasons

That leave this season to sing


In short, I’ll slang my way

Into a generation

That is more in tune

With laziness than any

I’m only naming myself

To blame

I’m In too much of a hurry

To lay out long

So forever meet

The willing to stay