A Song For My Parent's Greengrocer

O Charlie You razzle and dazzle us With your Harley With your gold rings and gold teeth You sure are king of bling. Oh Charlie Your tomatoes are fashionably hued Your fruits are so fruity and plummmmy Oh Charlie Your greens are so green So that we don't need no salad cream. Oh Charlie All your produce are organically sourced You are a man of embellished words You obey the fair trade rules For it is in greengrocer's clause. Oh Charlie! My folks call you Charles For you are a man of true class. Oh Charlie You have been an entertaining Fixture of my hood For twenty five years Or so Why the heck no body had dedicated A song for you before? Oh Charlie! Charlie, Charlie. Charlie You razzle and dazzle us With your Harley. You have only gone And introduced a brand new Product called "barley"! As I said before You are a man of many Embellished words!