Agency Man!!
Agency man.
I wake and wonder where I am.
My hotel room provides no clue.
A door somebody chose to slam
Awakens me to think of you.
Nobody gives a good goddam.
Where they choose to send me to
Paris, Strasbourg orAmsterdam.
I would much rather be with you.
But I am bound to Uncle Sam
By law he is entitled to
Choose where I must go and I am
Bound to obey though I miss you.
I wonder if you miss me too
One half as much as I miss you.
Tuesday, 21 February 2012
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nightmute
Uncle Sam is finicky, at times, but he's still family, so we still want to be around him. Well stated, as usual, sir.
Uncle Sam is finicky, at times, but he's still family, so we still want to be around him. Well stated, as usual, sir.
Poeticpiers, you are the epitome of fine poetry. Your wit and wonder, let no man put asunder! :)