In one hand there is
nothing but hot air.
In the other,
warm and fuzzy fantasy.
The mouth is, however
faster than the mind's eye.
Hocus Pocus and Behold.
Hands' holdings are clapped together to form tangible substance.
Here, for your consumption my friend, are images
of cliffs, of avalanches and
of going over the "edge".
Here also for your intellectual intake is
the adjective "FISCAL".
Ask NOT what that modifier might mean.
For if you do, you might look foolish
and disloyal to our faith.
You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?
Someone who creates your "job" for you might suspect the truth (that you really don't know what "fiscal" means) and then "THEY" might take away that "job", take away your way of life, take away your freedoms from you.
Observe that "FISCAL" has a Freakin' F in it.
How eFF'in cool is that?
"cliFF" has a lot of Freakin' F's in it two.
Put 'em together and ... magic happens.
But now comes the eFF'in Freakin'
How good and scary
Don't even think about it.
Don't even think about anything.