What Time is it?

POETRY – REFLECTION

Ladies and gentleman
I’d like to thank you for coming

In the next few moments,
we will return to 40 years ago.
Then I will speak in a language that
hopefully everyone can easily understand

From my ice cream castle
I stared into the purple rain
While I had starfish and coffee
I saw a bird caught in an oak tree

Prince said he was so confused.
However, I sat chuckling, only slightly amused
He was just another owner of a lonely heart
That’s right; gigolos get lonely too

From that ice cream castle
I saw Judas Priest screaming for vengeance
The death of Orion, some thought was a disposable hero
Yet, Iron Maidens search for a piece of mind, while chanting the call to Ktulu

Benatar chronicles the crimes of passion.
Preparing us for that next anthem
Billie Jean was on the scene and swore she was a thriller
It turns out all she wanted was a little paradise by the dashboard lights

Red leather jacket, a new edition
It got me ready for the world
Man..I was cool, I mean C-O-O-L!
I know I could definitely stand the rain.

I started wondering about that candy girl
What’s her name? What’s her number?
777-9311??? Jenny or 867-5309 ….Roxanne
Oh!! That’s right, that’s right …Sheila.

I left my ice cream castle in the summertime
To meet a concrete blonde in the cold part of town
She started spinning me right round like record
And all I wanted was to find myself a brand new lover

Sh-Sh –Shaking, I fell into a wall of voodoo
Then woke up in Tijuana wanting some barbecue iguana
The next thing I knew, there was a cheap trick
Talking bout if you want my love, you got it

I shook my head. NO!!
Knowing she wasn’t ready for this jungle love
So instead, we drank some brass monkey
Listening to some Mexican radio

Now, back in my ice cream castle
Listening to watermelon man and sipping bitches brew
Thinking they call it Stormy Monday
And Tuesday is just as bad