Do you dare stay out? Do you dare go in?
How much you can lose? How much you can win?
And if you go in,should you turn left or turn right?Or right and three quanters?Or maybe not quite?
You can get so confused that you will start into race,down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space Headed I fear towards a most useless place...the waiting place.
for people just waiting ,waiting for a train to go for a bus to come or a plane to go or the mail to come or the rain to go or the phone to ring or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or a No or a string of pearls or a pain of pants or a wig with curls.....or a another chance