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
But
God Bless the child
That got their own….that got their own
WHAT TIME IS IT?
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