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#One_thing

One thing is for sure, I value friendship.
One thing is certain, I'm patient.
One thing is in no doubt, I can sacrifice for friends.
One thing cannot be contested, I'm always sure of my actions.
One thing is not debatable, I'm lovely company!
One thing is incomprehensible, I am jolly even when jolliness shouldn't apply.
One thing cannot be taken for granted, I love intelligent folks.
One thing I am aware of is that I do not like those who despise others.
One thing you can take to the bank, I am a fool but there are fools above me.
One thing I am aware of, I am a respecter of other people's choices.
One thing I'm passionate about is unconditional love.
One thing I can take to the bank and cash easily, is that I never massage bloated egos.
One thing I will hold on to is honesty;whenever,wherever.
One thing I can do offhand is coming up with an impromptu speech.
One thing I can never die for is pretence.
One thing I do often is reading-minds, books, scene etc.
One thing I hate doing, washing plates!!!!!!!!! DL
One chore I can do without complaining is washing my clothes.
One subject I'll never divorce; Literature.
One profession I was rigged out of; Journalism
One music I love is "I love you" by Celine Dion
One person I hate most, no one.
One thing one thing one thing one thing.....................

One thing I can never do is depicted by the photo; hug a donkey, kiss an ass!
One thing I can never risk is, my life.
One thing I have tried to do without,in vain; my aspects.
One thing I must do daily; writing.
One thing I don't give a hoot about; a noosynoisynagging fellow.
One bus I like despite people's dislike for it; Guardian angel.
One lady who inspired me; Madam Mary Wambua, my CRE teacher of yore.
One Professor I'll live to remember; Prof. Emeritus Akikii Byaruhanga.
One college I dream of joining; The Aga Khan University.
One board game I like; Scrabble...

One thing one thing one thing one thing!!!!

But then I only remember these things when I'm linguistically intoxicated!

I remain,
FK
Intelligence Analyst

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