It's All I Ask
It's a cold and rainy, nasty old day
Methinks I'll just stay inside today
Dream about love and happy things
Things that make my old heart sing
Recalling the joyous days of my youth
Wasn't outgoing, a surprising truth
Wasn't until very many years later
Finally became a mover and shaker
Now it's impossible to keep me down
Known worldwide as a bit of a clown
Happy as poop in this role that I'm cast
I'm a No.1 clown right down to the last
Sometimes I'll still write about mush
Remember the feeling and start to gush
Now I remember that familiar old stirring
Suddenly the feeling is recurring
So I sit for a while and think about nature
Cause now I'm known as The Lone Ranger
© Jack Ellison 2015
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