Who knows! What the hell! Never sell snake oil to a con man!

Dead head!  Not alive he said,

Fed a fool full of empty promises,

Considered whether it was right,

Never understood why it could be wrong,

Is this a true actuality, a reasonable definite reality?

However brief the stay, cannot delay the inevitable,

Ha, you might say to that, was it the decision you could undertake,

As a black cat running right under a speeding car, how bizarre,

A penance of sorts, settled out of the courts, got any thoughts,

Whatever this might all mean, who knows perhaps it is just quaintly obscene!