Our cell phones have crappy service and don't work at home.
I'll be sitting at the table,
With my best old ex-teaching friend Mabel.
Many tales to tell that can't be stated.
But isn't that the way they say it goes?
Well, let's forget all that,
And pick a place where me and Mabel can meet
So I can tell, just to show 'em I know what they're doin'
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it's not a big deal
But that's not the way it feels.
Yeah. I'm missing my ex-teaching buddy, Mabel. She forsook me for a life of leisure. A permanent vacation. But here's the good news! I have some personal business that needs tending on Wednesday, and I'm going to see Mabel. In person! Where nobody can snoop electronically or aurally or intercept a letter or decode a blog post. Yessirree Bob! I have stories that will uncurl Mabel's hair! I'd better start making a list, lest I leave some out.
Yes. Mabel and I will be
I have been sagging without my support system.