Pot-Shots by Ashleigh Brilliant for February 09, 2021

As much as necessary.

and your little dog too

Always just one more, obviously

The president has commissioned a panel of experts to explore that very question. Their affidavit is expected in due time, when other pressing problems are all fixed.

On the last trip on the river out in the styx you have to pay the ferryman.

I am a passenger

And I ride, and I ride

I ride through the city’s backsides

I see the stars come out of the sky

Yeah, they’re bright in a hollow sky

You know it looks so good tonight

Oh, the passenger

How, how he rides

Oh, the passenger

He rides and he rides

He looks through his window

What does he see?

He sees the silent hollow sky

He sees the stars come out tonight

He sees the city’s ripped backsides

He sees the winding ocean drive

And everything was made for you and me

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Iggy Pop – The Passenger

How many roads must a man walk down

Before he’s hit by a car?

Stop being a free boarder.