>>90852774Biting the bullet, I fueled the fire by breaking the ice at having counted my chickens before the milk was spilled, I hit the nail on the head before the boat was missed because the moon was blue, so I pulled a leg and spilled the beans, but take that with a grain of salt, as the bird was early and the towel was thrown at the of a hat when the wolf cried and the chase was cut short. Giving the cold shoulder, I hit the sack to rest, and when I woke, I was in hot water because I jumped the bandwagon with my fingers crossed I let sleeping dogs let lie and my thunder was stolen. So I took a rain check, throwing caution to the wind, and tied the knot, turning a blind eye whilst walking on eggshells. In the meantime, the book was judged and for want of a nail I the hand that fed me was bitten, but I dropped a dime and left no stone unturned, putting my best foot forward to not ruffle any feathers, only to realize the earth had been salted and the eggs were broken to make an omelet. But when the bridge was crossed corners were cut, and all my bridges had been burnt, yet when I faced the music and found my feet, I got cold cold before I hit the ground me when the boat was rocked the bucked was kicked and I found myself in the same boat. Eventually, I made ends meet and the goalposts were moved, and I nipped the bud off the cuff, while the ice was thin and pat myself on the back. Sadly, I shot myself in the foot as I went back to square one, and in the end I had a change of tune.
