WOOLLY HEADED

woolly-headed dreamers

meandering down memory lane

soft murmuring in still evening breeze

soft setting sunlight glowing

lovers walking hand in hand

dressed to the nines;

plus ten in other wizened venues.

flushed with  new undertakings

of old worn views.

not anticipating cross purposes

putting on airs.

or anger management flowing

pompous, waking hocus-pocus,

while riding canoe of indiscrimate

rivers of blues revelers.

and mounted on dead awareness;

a horse if fifth and last race. 

blatant review raging against 

mainstream ventures. 

in step benevolent, still considerate

after all these years of abuse.

especially after that flunky squirrel

ate his nuts for supper.

benevolent certainly took it well.

made some think:

didn't need his nuts.

actually happier without them.

go figure....

living is hard

if not, maybe we aint' living. 

just saying. 

now, a word from our sponsors.

well, no, appears all our sponsors

have pulled out.

again, go figure.....

not knowing who pointing

at whom. and who's wife

point with her broom.

her broom stuck up whom?

now she's thinking of

sticking it to the moon.

huh? go figure...