Bob Dylan

"There was a wicked messengerFrom Eli he did comeWith a mind that multipliedThe smallest matterWhen questioned who had sent for himHe answered with his thumbFor his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter.He stayed behind the assembly hallIt was there he made his bedOftentimes he could be seen returningUntil one day he just appearedWith a note in his hand which read"The soles of my feet, I swear they're burning"Oh, the leaves began to fallin'And the seas began to partAnd the people that confronted him were manyAnd he was told but these few wordsWhich opened up his heart"If ye cannot bring good news, then don't bring any"."Well I had no idea just what a roller coaster brokering real estate could be. I’ve had to learn to predict so I could customize my webs I spray to catch my pray, in just the right way. But, most ofall I play the messenger man.Love you all,