I know I tend to

preach to the choir,

but, deep down,

what I really want,

is just for them

to sing to me. 

If I

see a van

a-rockin’

***

I don’t come

a-knockin’

***

unless, my car

the van’s

a-blockin’

I saw an old horse jockey

riding the merry-go-round.

I asked him, “Is it as it was?”

***

The old jockey just smiled

a jockey smile—–and said,

“She’s got some life in her yet.”

***

Then as the ride began to

slow the old jockey pulled

on the reigns and said,

“Whoa.”

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