Beethoven’s Breakfast.

What shall it be today madam?
Would you prefer croissants or left over scraps from last night’s mess? Hang on a minute; let me guess? I believe to the kitchen scraps the answer is ‘yes’! Oh dear, it’s happening again. Some folks it would seem are playing a little (big) trick on me (us) That’s right hombre, you, me & everyone else. Oh well I guess it’s time to make like a turtle & return to my shell. Is this life real & are these really the cards we’ve been dealt? Take care of your family & to thine own self be true. The mind’s eye sees the truth which is therefore proof that from atop the world’s tallest building I am acting aloof & about to go bye bye by leaping from the roof. Do you think I will fly? Or like everyone else do you think I would die? Either way it ain’t funny picking on others please stop being such a bully. You can be one of the ‘good’ guys now. That’s if want to be?