You’re just jealous because the voices are talking to me and not you
I wonder why people can’t just get along.
I’m really tired of it
Trying to dominate others
How lost everybody is.
Party at Wolf’s House.
It was a big thing around here.
Every September 23. Wolf would throw a party.
It usually started around eight in the evening,
And wind down around eight in the morning the next day.
Some years he went all out.
If it was a momentous year coming,
Other years it was just a huge pot luck dinner,
And the partakage came after.
It’s not really new year’s eve;
Albeit, It was for Wolf.
He explained it to me once.
I’m not going to get into all the philosophical,
Religiousical, historical, psychological, physical,
Insanitical parts of it,
You’ll have to let him explain.
I’m just going to tell you
it’s his new year’s eve.
So as I sit here on the back porch.
Drinking a beer,
Wolf is partying,
Cause tomorrow is his birthday.