Pardon me, boy
Is this the Sacramento Sleep Train?
You're on Track Twenty-Nine?
Hey, it's the end o' the line
I'll never board
The Sacramento Sleep Train
Ain't worth the fare
Just to sleep on your hair
You left El Rushbo's station 'cause you got over-sore
Your timing just stinks
You don't matter any more
Dinner in your diner?
No, thanks, you whiner
There are mattresses much finer
And I'd rather take my forty winks
On a La-Z-Boy recliner
CIAO, CIAO, CHOO-CHOO
Leni
You are undoubtedly without equal! :-D
Yahoo, Leni’s back to poetry,(#68) at last. Very
singable!
Love it. One of your best. You go girl
Edith