Mark my words,
when all's said and done,
it can be the Devil's own business
coming up with diary entries that are just
what the doctor ordered.
But, though I might find myself in the doldrums,
I wouldn't want it to be like a millstone round my neck,
so I must jump to it.
The show must go on,
so it's shoulder to the wheel
and nose to the grindstone,
best foot forward and all that.
Time to put on my thinking cap and try not to pull the wool over your eyes
or put my foot in it,
but to come out with an all-singing,
all dancing flight of fancy and hope
it will pass muster with all and sundry.
Of course, it's no skin off my nose,
and it's not a matter of life and death if,
at the end of the day and in the final analysis, my words fall on deaf ears,
or even on stony ground.
I think I can safely say, without fear of contradiction, that
despite lacking the gift of the gab,
I leave no stone unturned and I'm making every effort
to pull it off and come up with the goods,
something off the cuff that ends up being that one in a million jewel
in the crown of diary entries.
Far be it for me to say what it is that will hit the spot and be
exactly what the doctor ordered, but
when push comes to shove,
one man's meat is another man's poison.
Needless to say, though, I will go out of my way to take the bull by the horns,
bite the bullet and get down to brass tacks in my unending quest
for that holy grail.
I know the ball is in my court and I shouldn't fiddle while Rome burns
' I need to get straight to the point and stop beating about the bush.
I hope that I won't wonder off track or go off at half cock.
If I don't come up with the goods soon, perhaps something
will come out of the blue, like manna from heaven,
so that I really can hit the ground running, firing on all cylinders.
Adding fuel to the fire,
I'd make sure I am no one hit wonder.
Nobody enjoys flogging a dead horse, so I hope it doesn't go off like a damp squid
or float belly up, dead in the water?
Let the dog see the rabbit, that's what I say, and make hay while the sun shines.
I know it's easier said than done but,
taking everything into account,
I don't want to go back to the drawing board after falling at the first hurdle.
So I'm not going to beat about the bush ' actions speak louder than words,
It goes without saying that I'd like to think of myself as bright eyed and bushy tailed and,
to all intents and purposes,
champing at the bit.
Like a breath of fresh air, I feel I can go from strength to strength to enter this new era.
Out with the old, in with the new, that's my motto.
I feel I now have a platform on which to build.
Though wit and words of wisdom have been few and far between,
all that's over and done with.
, the hackneyed
phrase, will be
by their absence ' a thing of the past.
So, to cut a long story short,
to cut to the chase,
I wash my hands of such
Enough is enough.
Time to turn over a new leaf,
roll out the red carpet and come up with the goods.
I hope against hope that all this gives you food for thought
' or words to that effect. Onward and upward!