Norm
MalBeggar's Belief (2005)
But then along came the type of people you’d like to mention. They came in as they would in a three-legged race, often times they wouldn’t seem to know the other was there and lived independently doing things in a merry way. People come and go but the types remain the same, when they pass by I offer them crisps and cheddar and a glass of scotch which is water anyway. The idea of deceiving them like that has never sat well with me but I carry on regardless. Their concerns are no concern of mine, and philanthropy knows no bounds; as long as I receive a copy of the receipt I’m a happy little pig. All these transactions and so little reward, and it’s been said that the reward is the deed but some of us can’t get going.
When I make my offers of crisps and such they’re often undecided and the discussions that go on; all this in the middle of their three-legged race; how I envy them; them and their functioning lower limbs.
“Pass the dice,” said Einstein to himself as he sat there in his sack with the other fella, who scratched his fair hair. I saw all this from my window but I couldn’t be of any help and they knew more than I did about it. “You don’t play dice,” returned the young fella. Einstein blinked knowingly at the other fella attached to his leg as he was there wasn’t a point arguing.
They both looked so familiar and they were they were part of a set. Finite: yes. But large: yes. No larger than any other set. So what set this set apart from the rest? All the other sets in their sacks revered this sack of three-legged competitors. Some sacks didn’t like this adulation and tried to upset their apple cart but mostly their attempts were fruitless.
When I make my offers of crisps and such they’re often undecided and the discussions that go on; all this in the middle of their three-legged race; how I envy them; them and their functioning lower limbs.
“Pass the dice,” said Einstein to himself as he sat there in his sack with the other fella, who scratched his fair hair. I saw all this from my window but I couldn’t be of any help and they knew more than I did about it. “You don’t play dice,” returned the young fella. Einstein blinked knowingly at the other fella attached to his leg as he was there wasn’t a point arguing.
They both looked so familiar and they were they were part of a set. Finite: yes. But large: yes. No larger than any other set. So what set this set apart from the rest? All the other sets in their sacks revered this sack of three-legged competitors. Some sacks didn’t like this adulation and tried to upset their apple cart but mostly their attempts were fruitless.
