
He says, the only way to peace is to kiss ass…
But,
that’s the idea isn’t it?
Everyone owes something to someone because there’s enough debt to go around.
Hounds will howl
and cats will become roadkill.
I say,
Will is the key to peace.
Now, who’s willing to pucker up?
Forever
Where The States are haunted a thousand years for every state sabotaged
every star squished into the corner of a deep-blue…
Another notch on Sam’s belt
another teardrop from The Lady in seafoam green.
This scene named after an Italian is but a phase in history.
An Act 2 to a three part comedy.


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