Cynosure
Cynosure my name,
Pleasure my game.
I wrote this song in 1965
If only I could share it,
I would laugh the pants off of you.
It's about a pair of shoes.
Clib-idy clap, clib-idy-clap
don't mess with my blue suede shoes.
Mama Come home.
So wait for me my love,
oh darling,
you just got to wait for me.
Smile an everlasting smile,
a smile can bring you near to me.
Celia! I am begging you please,
ple -eease to come home.
And I can go on and on
and how I brought you home.
© Al. Juman The "said" Poet 6/24/2016
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