Tuesday, February 18, 2014

for Pattaya Trader 220 (A)

OUT-RUN-BY-A-BOSSY-BRUTE-YES
She's very-much a runaway
who has run out of luck.
She has run away more times
than Indian Rufus Buck.
She didn't live on a reservation
but now she is damn stuck
at home with a masterful man,
and by the brute is struck.

BLACK-EYED-JACKO
Eyes black as tar,
Jolly Jack... arrrr !
On his face a scar,
Jolly Jack... arrrr !
I repeat like a parrot,
Jolly Jack Tar, Jolly Jack Tar !

TAKE-CARE-THERE'S-THE-
MAN-TAKER-AT-THE-TILL
You think you're the 'It' girl.
You think you are Clara Bow.
You think you're a cute shopgirl
who knows all there is to know.
You take a man, take his money,
showing up again and again like a bad penny.

SWINGTIME
Friends will come,
friends will go.
One's enemies too.
And lovers also.

Boy to young man
upwards grow.
Youth to old-age
downwards go.

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