Drew Carey’s in Cleveland

A pickin’ and a grinnin’ tribute to an  Oldie but Goodie

Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
With a big mug of beer.
He’s on t.v.
Coming in clear.

With a smile on his face
At the Drew Carey place
Drew’s telling his jokes
For all kind of folks.
He’s getting his yucks
With his “Oh, aw shucks.”
Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
Drinking his beer.

Mimi’s on the prowl
With her clownish scowl
At Winfred-Lauder.
Drew takes a powder
Away from his cube
To avoid their feud.
Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
Drinking his beer.

With Oswald and Lewis
And Kate, they’re the truest
Of friends in a bar
Where the keg is a star
And guzzling it down
Is the Talk of the Town.
Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
Drinking his beer.

Then Mimi bursts in
To the bar with a grin
And throws a big pie
Letting it fly
To splatter Drew’s face
In his drinking place.
Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
Drinking his beer.

Now Kate really pissed.
She puts up her fists.
“You’re ’bout to go down,
You sad little clown,”
Kate says with a frown.
Beats Mimi to the ground.
Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
Drinking his beer.

Now Mimi got wise
After that night’s demise.
She left Drew alone
Till Kate went and gone.
Then Mimi is back
Gives Drew such a whack.
Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
Drinking his beer.

Drew Carey’s in Cleveland
With a big mug of beer.
He’s on t.v.
Coming in clear.

Paris

I’ve had my mind on Paris lately. And not just any Paris but The Paris in France. You see, I am writing a novel. My protagonist is an artist who travels to Paris to study art. This lyric came out of that.

Let’s go, let’s go to Paris
Adam said to Eve
One bite of the apple
Now we have to leave

We’ll see the hanging gardens
In old Babylon
We’ll pray, facing Mecca
And Jerusalem

We’ll climb to the mountain peak
Mount Fujiyama
We’ll sit at the great stone feet
Of Buddah Gautama

The pyramids and the sphinx
We’ll see from the Nile
Dance ”round the stones of Stonehenge
For a little while.

We will wash our bodies clean
In River Ganges
At the Machu Picchu
We’ll  watch the sun rise.

And we’ll sample the pastry
That is the City
Of light, flowers and perfume
And l’amour Paree

On a Sunday afternoon
Bread and cheese and wine
On the banks of the Seine
And chocolat sublime

We’ll tour the Eiffel Tower
And Mona Lisa smiles
We’ll eat ratatouille
And stroll Parisian style

Visit the Sorbonne and Versailles
The Left Bank and the Right
The culture and the fashion
And lovely Paris at night.

Paradox

Everyday’s a little bit shadow
Everyday’s a little dark
And when the night comes
She will break your heart

The river’s always rising
The sun sinks into the sea
On the horizon
Distance is close to me

Forever is a long time
When only a day will do
The road you carry
Is the you that is you

It’s a long winter’s night now
And the snow is on the ground
Soon the world will melt
When spring comes around

The Writing Touch

To all you Nanowrimers out there, I raise my glass and sing this song:

It took me near
a half century.
I read all the books.
There were so many.

You’d think I’d have
the Writing Touch
but all my stories,
they’re not so much.

My Protagonist
is such a klutz,
he loses the girl
to a weasel of a wuss.

My Gatsby don’t
gat at all,
my tall-in-the-saddle
a wee bit small.

My Moby Dick
wasn’t a whale,
just a goldfish
all white and pale.

My Huck Finn
on a river raft
sank with a hole
in the craft.

My James Bond
He’s in reverse;
Mister Goldfinger
gave him a curse.

My Don Quixote
never left home,
My Emma died
an old maid alone.

I wrote about peace,
wrote about war,
but all my battles
were such a bore.

So don’t stop like me
when the draft ain’t fine.
Keep on at it,
make the sparkle shine.

Nostalgia

Once upon a time
i was a fairy tale
And once upon a time
I was a wishing well

Once upon a time
I was a wizard and more
And once upon a time
A bard who knew the score

Once upon a time
I was a hero
And once upon a time
I was a zero

Once upon a time
I was an enchanted word
And once upon a time
I was a magic sword

Once upon a time
I was a Holy Grail
And once upon a time
I chased a whale

Once upon a time
I was an emerald town
And once upon a time
Downs were up, upsies down

Once upon a time
Once-upon-a-times have passed
For once-upon-a-times
Never seem to last