There's a ditty

"There's a hole in my bucket, dear Lisa, dear Lisa
Then why don't you fix it dear Willy, fix it
. . . . "

and the ditty goes on until, at the end, there is no way he can fix the hole, and it starts all over again.

Does anyone have a hole in their "bucket list?"

My life has taken so many unexpected twists and turns, and is still taking them, that I would have to do something from my list when and where the opportunity arose, and then likely have to cancel it.