I'm that guy who comes in the post office
Fifteen people in line, goes to the machine...
One sage, who talked with inspiration,
Was asked a philosophic question...
Six decades, three score full years,
Wandering around like I know...
Now that I'm in my sixties
I'm free to be uncouth...
The cliche kid rode into town,
He wore a stetson, he wore a frown...
When you have kids you don't have privacy like...
If it is locked they will just scream and pound...
Thank God you didn't notice I was wearing girl...
I found them in the trash, but they are so...
Tornados dance and go
But I really only cried...
Finally got an early night. Dog woke me up at 4am...
You know it's summer
When the shoes...
How many Bosons are in a Nova,
And could you dance it to Corcovado...
School's out, daughter's stuff
Takes up garage all summer...