A Face That Launched a Thousand Ships
A salad a day keeps the doctor away
At least that's what I've always heard
Well so far that's proven to be the case
Doc visits have rarely occurred
Unless my bean-o's the thing at question
That's really quite a different matter
Memory's not firing on every cylinder
Thoughts are jumbled and scattered
Give them my name if I ask for help
What happens if I think I'm famous
Offering my autograph to passers by
Might think I'm an ignoramus
People will ask if I've made any movies
Or held some political office
Not to my knowledge I'm sad to relate
But my arabesque is really quite flawless
Maybe I'm famous, just can't remember
You can have my autograph in case
Now I'm even starting to wonder myself
In the movies, ever seen my face?
© Jack Ellison 2015
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015
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