summer song

Here’s hoping that the widest boat 

that can travel around your moat

Will pick up a cool one or two

And bring it around the river with you

The river that goes around and around

The Castle that nobody can go in.

It’s like Kafka wrote

In the novel where he choked

Just like he always did

When the noose got tight

And the feet slid

Under his own avalanche

Of known and unknown

A frozen tome full of loam

To stop the beer barrel’s lonely foam

Alexander the great and old Caeser too

Now they are just stopping the wind from coming through

Oooooh

Here’s wishing you a light

On the darkest night

To ease your way from the fray

Here’s hoping that the water

Is at the perfect temperature

And pressure

Here’s hoping that the alarm clock

Has a snooze button 

That you can push

Because you had a late late night

Because you were up push push push

Pushing the hands

Around the clock of hens

Corralling them on

To get a whole pile

Of eggs to make

The biggest omelette

In the world

For all the hungry little children of the world

For all the hungry little children of the world

So many hungry children of the world

Gotta be the Dalalami salami special

The biggest omelette in the world

Gotta be Desmond Tutu certified

Harry Belafonte on the side

A whole bin 

Of Bob Dylan

Eep a doo doo doo

Rat-a-tat-a touille and a little Babalouis 

Is it good for babalouis?

Ba ba ba ba babalouis?

Here’s wishing you a cinderella

Made for a yella fella

Calm playground down in Roo Bar Bay

In the very merry month of May

Schools almost out just another month

Then you got a little chance 

Run and play in the summer days

For just a couple of months come what may

Here’s hoping that the summer’s long

And feels great with a big big song

To fill your days

You need a summer song

Yeah you need a summer song

You need to sing a summer song

All summer long

Here’s hoping you are the woman of the year

Here’s hoping you’re the girl with all the power

Here’s hoping you’re the wonderful one

That your looking for

You’re looking for yourself, hon.

Here’s hoping that you feel a

Shine shimmering

All the ding dong day long

Sha la la

Ding dong ding dong

All day long

Grasslands

Remember Lisa Simpson's

turn as an Irish demon

Pink pantsuit

black T

Black diamond-studded shoes

amid a black sea of maestros

The New York Philharmonic symphony

Remember as she beams

her wailing banshee scream

straight at you, screams

until you turn around

and let the music take you

home to moonbeam

laying in a bed

of violins

crying 

with 

such 

pure

ambature,

The banshee becalmed

3rd act 

She is dancing with a piccolo

Now she's descending sevens

in a burlesque show

Now Harlem shuffles

into a whirling dizzy revery

A funeral march heard in the distance

ascends to a pop!

Elegance of the conductor

Banshee becalmed