A Great Day For Mendicancy & Philanthropics

 
 
 
When "my time comes",  
I got me a slick sweet way  
to evade this eternity shit.  
 
A faux plazoo extraordinaire  
which forces me to laughter  
All The Time, at any Time that  
 
Anyone who may asks after "it's"  
succulent recipe (or modus operendi),  
will have ample perdition throughout.  
 
Either/or, when taken to task, will  
approve "it's" trajectory of omni-  
directional, happy'hatted, desultory  
                                                shiftlessness,  
                                        with  little more than  
                                          a whisper or a sigh.