sunday morning blues


Sunday Morning Blues

Sign up
for the
blood drive.


Sign off
on the
death warrant.


Sign for the
deaf & dumb
sign of
the times
the son
of God
skating on
thin ice.


Stop sign
warning sign
signatures &
precise way of
doing things.


Flash cards &
Morse code,
antiquated connections.


All the
in a
row, &
then what?


The maid
rings the
dinner bell
& in
comes your
Uncle Charlie
in black face.

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