Thursday, June 26, 2025

The Candles were Licorice

 

You can of course bite em –

you just couldn’t light em.

The music was Mahler

the Opera was holler,

The gathering formal

it just wasn’t normal,

There were flowers in vases

and make-up on faces,

Drunks at the bar

valets for the cars

Most were delighted

that they’d been invited

The cops didn’t care

there was weed in the air

And there wasn’t a doubt

when the shot rang out

but the get-a-way car

was out in the thicket

and the unfortunate killer 

had misplaced his ticket.





 

 

 

 

 

1 comment:

Pauline said...

That was a pretty good aria-bi.