Well wouldn't Grandma love to know that I am one of the stupid people. I've decided that I take life to seriously. How many of us are stupid, and then we're dead. My grandma was Italian. Most of my family hails from Sicily. We are serious and sometimes mean. I am turning over a new leaf. No more responses to mean people and comments. People on gather have been voting down my grandchildren. My pictures of cakes. Come on folks, let's chill. I will no longer respond to such negativeness. Is that a word? Anyway, I'll be leaving gather soon as again, this is not what I wanted to do here. It's sad, isn't it. We could have made beautiful music together. Why all the attacks. I've seen baby pictures voted down. My grandchildren's pictures "Declined." Not nice. That's when my grandma would say, "If it weren't for the stupid people where would we be."
I may not be so stupid however. I never retaliated by attacking a baby's picture, a cake, or a work of art. My anger stems from political disrespect. We are a nation of diversity. If we can not be civil, I can't stay. Grandma would not be proud of me.
NO, I'm not in the Mafia.
Good evening.
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have my inner being picked at.
Sometimes feeling like a turkey
too close to the approaching December.
Just carrion, the meat gone,
my picked clean bones for all to see
And while I thought I had beauty inside
I'm just a carcass picked clean
You knew it was me all along.
Yah, U gnu.