March Madness: M & M's...from beginning to end.

Mass Despacio ("por favor"): A slight deviation from what you expected, how this term is pronounced, but its basic intent is the same: "Slow down please; please slow down..." AKA getting us to s-l-o-w down, appreciate some of the simpler, SWEET things in life, before heading headlong into spring...(lose an hour of sleep😫) Or, in this case, as in what you may have tuned in for, what you spiffed up your CV (Curriculum Vitae, sort of expanded form of resume, allowing to em-bellish all the bull-ishness you took in school...) in order to gain ground on your competition...for the Recess! ref, AKA Playground Patrol Policia...That can and will wait...besides spring has not fully sprung -- witness, those youngsters who seemed to be so eager to get outside a few days ago have skedaddled! (when was the last time you saw or used this word for "depart quickly or hurriedly, run away...") as from the playground supervisor...book it! back inside...Speaking of...

March in, out: As in the old saying, which is really getting old around these parts..."In like a (Mad!) Lion's fan"...out like someone, "on the lam..." Hunter. Speaking of getting...

Old Sap! The stuff, lifeblood that Maple trees in particular willingly, passively ("ouch!") donate in mass quantities, in order to provide us with all the sappy syrupy sayings, otherwise specific words and phrases that convey sweetness...other meta-fors that get us to "slow down, even stop to smell, the..." Speaking of...

Slow Mo: "As molasses..." I mean there's the slow drip of maple syrup, the multi-step method for taking a sample of sap and turning it into a common condiment, and then there's the whole distilling of knowledge of distilleries that find a few well trained in the art and science of taking already raised cane, turning sugar, ever-so-slowly...and carefully...into mo---lasses. Adding step or two, another waiting game...turning, distilling molasses into rum-m-m-m...punch!

Worth waiting for: "The best things..." another sappy saying, if you ask me, as in trying to get me, the one who got out of line when patience as a so-called virtue, was being "divvied up" (when was the last time you...?) to "Slow down, mister!" ME being born under the sign of Taurus, "Bull in the china shop...!" Better way of getting things, clutter, cleaned out, as in "Spring..." If you ask me...

Asking: A bull-ish one to slow down...now that's what I call sheer MADNESS!



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