She was lost in thoughts,
Clearly tied up in knots.
Perhaps she had the blues,
(Or didn’t like her shoes.)
She was lost in thoughts,
Clearly tied up in knots.
Perhaps she had the blues,
(Or didn’t like her shoes.)
A life in music is a gift indeed,
Though much is required in order to succeed.
Focus, determination and passion are best,
A sprinkling of luck will take care of the rest.
Hi Ma!I wish you knew my mother,
She’s not like any other.
Full of vim and vigor,
(No one’s heart is bigger.)
His expression was fraught,
In the pose that I caught.
So I channeled good will,
Through the lines of my quill.
Goodness sake, this train’s a dive!
And here I wore my best beehive.
Maybe next time I’ll plan ahead,
Walk or take a cab instead.
When the subway’s running late,
You may be antsy with the wait.
So close your eyes, expel some air,
And time will pass without a care.
When the cold sets in it’s best to keep bundled,
So your bones keep warm and not disgruntled.
It’s a glamorous look that’s really quite easy,
With the added perk that you won’t get sneezy.