Art Garfunkel Has Nowhere To Put His Hands

I'm having the hardest time
Trying to find something that rhymes
With Paul Simon's counterpart 
Garfunkel so I'll just call him Art

Always standing to Paul's right
Feeling left out in his life of strife
Struggling in the crossing over
This bridge of his troubled waters

Although he can sing sweet as sin
There's nowhere for Art to put his hands

While Rhyming Simon strums his guitar 
Empty are the tinder hands of Art
Pockets front and pockets back
Are his only plan of attack

If he had known it'd go down this way
An instrument he would have learned to play
But as far as history goes
Who wouldn't love to have his voice

Although he can sing sweet as sin
Art Garfunkel has nowhere to put his hands



Though Art Garfunkel while singing would hold the Mic stand at times he did keep his hands in his pockets quite frequently...awkward.
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Allison Avatar
April 21, 2017 at 9:37 AM
What a lovely tribute Mike and I can visualise Art standing there with his hands in his pockets ... Id never really thought about it until you said. Bridge over troubled water is one of my all time favourite records... as for rhyming Art ... hmmmm don't get me started lol
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April 21, 2017 at 8:36 AM
So true about Art but boy can he hit the high notes~absolutely beautiful voice! I guess he is a tenor? Too bad they had split up because they were awesome together! Good nostalgic poem that made me smile Mike!~Che :)
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