I AM AN ARTIST CAN YOU CONCEIVE IT? I WAS WORKING WHEN THE DAWN WAS STILL A PROMISE, WAITING TO BE BROKEN. I LIVE INSIDE THE NETHER TIME BETWEEN TODAY AND TOMORROW BEFORE YOUR EYES ARE EVER OPEN. WHEN YOU AWAKEN THINK OF ME I’LL BE DRIVING HOME. WHEN YOU’RE FRYING BACON FOR YOUR FAMILYContinue reading “Marsha was a musician, composer, lyricist…”
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Special Occasion
There will be music – polka and swing. Oh, fill me up with your dancing before you put me down. He seldom goes out to anything, But tonight in his dress-up best There will be music – polka and swing. Reels and waltzing, and all the rest. How long it takes for him to getContinue reading “Special Occasion”
Bedtime Terza Rima for Louis
Always first on the list, Summertime, the lullaby We irreverently twist. To Farty Time, the funny song before we try To close our eyes and stop our craving For one more game; then down we lie. Number Two: Ain’t Misbehavin’ And after that My Blue Heaven. Then Over the Rainbow I’ll be braving, Followed byContinue reading “Bedtime Terza Rima for Louis”
The Humpledinkus
There’s a humpledinkus in my room. It began upon the chair. It grew and grew from week to week And now it’s everywhere. It’s purple, green and blue, and red, And (worst of all) beneath my bed Is part of it that humps right up And makes the most atrocious lump Right in the middleContinue reading “The Humpledinkus”
Lost Letter
Lost Letter I’ve lost the “a” from “apple.” I don’t know what I’m gonna do. “P-P-L-E” is worthless, you see. Now, where’s that “a” got itself to? It’s not like losing “s” from “slow;” That certainly, always, forever spells “low.” “B” out of “bring” still leaves a “ring,” But “P-P-L-E” doesn’t mean anything! It’s notContinue reading “Lost Letter”
Marsha's Brilliance 