​Modesty can’t handle the preamble to my honesty. As I ramble down my odyssey it’s honestly a gamble being a novelty and/or commodity when oddly the truth is an oddity. It has got to be the monopoly on monotony that has rotten me, I will stay this way, I fought to be. Liars I don’t see, especially not fondly, they can’t handle me or fondle me and find me to be a quandary when I share my air without a shout of dirty laundry. Think about it, ponder me.  As I wander free wondering where yonder be I most commonly judge but only honorably. Indeed no need to honor me I just feed on truth truthfully and honestly.


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