Fats
Are you listening to me ...
turn off that t.v.
he looks like a monkey
swinging in a tree, she would yell
so mad and I'd be so sad
to have to turn away
when I was set to sway
with the Fat Man.
"I found my thrill
on Blueberry Hill" and my heart lept
when he smiled.
My Mamma was a racist
who hated Little Richard or Fats
while she watched Elvis or Dean
and squealed like a teen.
I would hurry home from school
just to catch my bandstand man as
"the wind in the willow played
love's sweet melody",
and I prayed my Mamma would be late.
But, here she'd come right on time
yelling at the picture
of a genius in his prime.
........ lyrics from "BlueBerry Hill" sung by Fats Domino
~~~~~~~~~~~ for Michele's Music To Your Pen contest ~~~~~~~~~~
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