They priced themselves in and out again – of utter uncertainty. That hardboiled thing wherein they all seemed shallowfaced at first albeit these ULTIMATELY
Inconsequential billionaires with their hair and minds masterFULLY MANicured AND dEliCaTelY-both-CONtrarily combined(!!) But was there ever really a cure for actual
“Determining uncertainty, and if so(?) how can they ever get to know… how long it WILL take for the cookie to CrUmbLe Atop
Of the penny that just WILL NOT DROP(??)” If they said the same things OVER AND OVER AGAIN… whilst the rest {of us} wonder about Absolutely Nothing Of Any Grade=A Endeavour,
Then it must’ve been
“A serioUS MEANs-to-an-end {of days} thing.” We don’t utter GENTly PICKED FROM GOLD-DUST conversationalWords for us to feel anything other than == irreparably aforeSAID combined {at the hip yet again}
__ _ At ThE TwIsT oF a WiseEyed fist … and steadily-both-STEADFASTLY waiting…
“To pulverise their Google-bound minds… a little less than before.” This Time
