Well, today a friend told me this sorry tale as he stood there trembling and turning pale he said each days harder to get on the scale sort of like jacob marleys chain.

But its not like lifes such a veil of tears its just full of thoughts that act as souvenirs for those tiny blunders made in yesteryears that comprise jacob marleys chain.

Well, I had a little metaphor to state my case it encompassed the condition of the human race but to my dismay, it left without a trace except for the sound of jacob marleys chain.

Now there is no story left to tell so I think Id rather just go on to hell where theres a snowballs chance that the personnel might help to carry jacob marleys chain.