Pais Lee

Once I thought I knew, why life is so short, had no time for Blues, but in this spring light, when you don’t phone, the house is no respite, no books or other dues, console me iN your going is it a trail well used, they know of your flight, why you sought, your cards on the night, are you always so fool, until you are caught, be someone else's mule, if there’s ever a sign, to parade overwrought, then its me on the wire, please stop now will you, don't have me condone, those who use Bittcoin, so far from home.