This may not be
your 2nd Rock ‘n’ Roll song;
But as usual ya
find a way to make
HISTORY.
You left me in
a season that was cold & blistery.
That always was your
thing never hangin’ ’round to long.
I’d sit & listen to your
song
laugh at the things
they’ll never know.
Ya always was
read that way;
Even here now, today.
’tis funny to
look back & see the subtle
changes in you and the leaves.
They all thought you
was impossible –
guess they felt ya
wasn’t worth what ya are.
you’ll forever be
Little Miss Can’t Be Wrong;
that’s because of this
poem & the Spin Doctors song.
wil becker
1995.02.17
