Mercy Bung'ster Mercy.
Sometimes when it rains it pours.
When and if I fall. And break something and have to go somewhere till?
I'm thinking the way I am. I want last long as I'm so independent I stink.
Add in hardheaded. And I'm coming home if I have to crawl or there's no air left in my lungs, and I can't.
(Call the Toters to take my remains out to Roselawn with my kin.) And no, it's not all about me. And here's hoping things look up your way.
I'm thinking you need to go out to one of your sheds and polish or fondle something that's John Deere Green?
Nothing runs like a Deere.
It will make you feel better as in things are looking up COOL