there was a man
who dragged along his wife
and son
but nothing pleased him.
he drove around in his car,
house-hunting and with an
eye for a young girl.
on each new street he saw more than a few
flirts and thought
"Les Demoiselles!" but did
not stop,
at least while a wife was by his side.
in any event,
he always flatly refused to pay more
than his fair share
(as his diary confirms) and
multiple girls at once would be a major buy.
he never liked to be cheated,
so his wife was unaware of what money he spent,
while his son resented them both.
then on a busy street,
when he was prepared to be tempted,
he met a woman who had some interesting traits
and life became good.
Just before he died he was heard to say
"Drink to me!"
when he died, he gave
everything away.
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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