I
hitched my wagon to a star,
Also my limousine;
My
friends, who know the stellar life,
Said I was pretty green.
I
promptly scorned their good advice,
And to the stars did look;
I
hitched my wagon to a star,
And also my pocketbook.
Alas!
The star was not affixed,
But led the planet race;
I
found my wagon and my lim’
Could not keep up the pace.
And
when my pocketbook was flat
I got the sweet “ha ha!”
She
got another one who wished
To hitch behind a star.
Sept.
3, ‘09
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