It Ain't Rocket Surgery

Hey, whatsa goin on?
Uncle D. thinks life is good! I mean all my life has been full of life, although some
may say, "Don, we definitely think your full of something,something else". You know what I mean? My middle name is mirth,and my brother is joy and sister is contentment. I said
mirth not smurf, wiseguy! The thing is I'm thankful for all the many blessings that have
come my way. The Pastor guy at church today said that thankfulness is the greater part of
worship, and if he is right, and why would'nt he be, he's the Pastor guy right,then maybe
Uncle D. worships a little better than he thought he did....you get my meaning?
I'm not trying to make myself all spiritual and such, on account of, there's no place for
self glory, capisci mi? I think the light just came on and hit me! Mamma Mia,it ain't
rocket surgery, right!
Don't get me wrong, Uncle D is not exactly perfect, contrary to what youse might think.
Many times my conscience has been pierced by usurping lusts and paralyzing imperfections.
(did I just say that?). It's like Sinatra said...( Each time I find myself laying flat
on my face. I just pick myself up, and get back in the race....that's life). Whattaya
Gonna Do?

There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Emmanuels' veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilt and stains

Under the blood
D.