Thursday, September 3, 2015

A Hitch



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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