when, drastic times became very very real.
percy mayfield provided the new found shield
music finally again appealed! and up with Perez Prado, away from the gray rushing gale.
away from the pizza hut meal.
I was no longer frail.
I finally had my negative thoughts sealed
So by the thoughts of this penman who wields words, in order to heal
into the writers den with the pen, I transfered
I was the fighter, with a bend to write some banter.
my folderol thoughts on paper became my deal.
I couldn’t just yield
overall I was ready, it was either now or never not later to right that nonsense tale
In order to commence the worder ploy
For I, previously being the “off the fence new soldier boy”
I as the foolish wretch, getting rushed with joy
I finally sat down on my outside bench, and wrote some folderol.
negativity was something I had to avoid.
My heart was sold!
My part of the pen to the crazy paper, ran so bold
I took up writing my first nonsense children’s poetry book.
changing my stage name was all it took.
- AD
- 3/9/24
- 12:20pm
Folderol
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