a tramp found dead in the street just made the news forensics report read drug abuse found a warehouse slip in his sleeve marine corps major down at heel they got to the place unlocked the shed soon left awestruck stunned amazed among stuff and things lay pledges and bonds up to a few mil in the end the sage the fool the sinner and what goes for you one can t ever say the sage the fool the sinner one can t foretell fate no way no way sassy lady puts on her fav heels mirror checked all done snow white appeal adjust the dress ready to leave grab some cash cab s outside wipe off a tear on her way out she turns once more to wave her man good bye while in his sleep he recalls thirty years due to end that night