The punch line of life is death.

What will you draw with your last breath?

A Picasso, Leonardo or money from the bank?

Its all the same to me, to be frank.

I don’t know what I’ll do with mine.

Maybe I’ll say I had a good time.

Its not over till the fat lady sings.

Meanwhile I deal with cabbages and kings.

Tich Ennis

16th April, 2016