Aug 192014
I once knew a man from San Fran
I once knew a man from San Fran
who I never heard say “I can.”
He just sat in his chair
while displacing the air
looking just like a dead man.
I met her one day at a bus stop
I met her one day at a bus stop.
With her purple hair and Halloween socks,
she seemed quite content
with her need to invent
her bigger-than-life living stage prop!
He was an old man by his years
He was an old man by his years,
and had shed more than his share of tears.
But his heart was still young,
and his songs were still sung
with a voice full of life and good cheer.
How delightful she is to behold
How delightful she is to behold,
and even though I am quite old,
one thing is for sure,
there’s still the allure
of a girl with such beauty so bold.
August 19, 2014