Your Best Needs A Rest

I'm the best.
The best that you can get.
I'm not denying it;
Not when I have seen those thumbs,
Going up and smiling at me.
I know I'm the best,
Because you told me so.
But right now, your best needs a rest.
Your best is tired of being your best.
Your best just wants to retreat,
Be somewhere else unknown,
Where I can fade away into my being.
Your best needs a rest.
And I need it now.

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Miss Crazy Writer Pie

Woke up this morning singing to Miss American Pie - my version. The version I want everyone to sing when I leave this earth one day.

The day MY music died...

Bye-bye, Miss Crazy Writer Pie.

Drove here just to hear your stories,

But your stories went by.

Them good old times we spent laughing and cried,

Now I miss you on the day that you died,

It's time for us to say goodbye.

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