I guess that I am Justin Thyme
You say you found some undeveloped
film with pictures of your past?
And yet you tossed it in the trash
for fear of pain that might just last?
I'm reading right, I take it, friend,
you threw away the roll of pics?
Well, all that I can say is this...
there's nothing that that film could fix!
You did the right thing, clearly, dear,
you tossed it in the garbage quick...
'cause if you saw the past in print
you'd think of lost thymes and get sic. (?)
That's JUST what happened to me, too!
I tossed away the past and then
I got crusaded to a 'stute
where I don't have a clue of "when"!
They tie me up onto a bed
and make me drink some potions -- YUCK!
And then they wisk me off to bed
to try to sleep and say, 'good luck'!
Well, 'stute life ain't the best, dear one,
but what it teaches me each day...
is that I shouldn't call it "done"
with memories of yesterday.
And so, deVine, I beg you, listen...
go to the trash, and find what's missin'!
sincerely yours, your friend,