In rollicking good manner.

Sometimes I talk. Before I think. It’s a common malady. That I share. With virtually everyone. Yes. Yes. We all have the same problem. We can’t keep our mouths shut. We yap, yap, yap. Often at inopportune times. I’ve learned to accept it. And make amends. Fairly often. But not always. I merely try to be reasonable. And forgive myself. I frequently forgive others, too. By laughing off. Anything that could be remotely construed as insult. Yes. I take pride. In my sophisticated sense of humor. And my knack of uncanny forgiveness. Gets me through life. In rollicking good manner. --Jim Broede