May 28
It’s Ian Fleming’s birthday
The guy who wrote James Bond
Who always teeters on the edge
Then took a step beyond
Let’s raise a glass to toast him
Wherever he’s interred
And make it a Vodka Martini
Shaken but not stirred
And while we’re talking birthdays
I’m sure the C C R
Without the great John Fogerty
Would not have gotten far
So if I’m “looking out my backdoor”
And see a “bad moon rising”
Or think I hear Ms. “Suzie Q”
It should not be surprising
This talented song writer
Has written quite a few
And it was on this day in May
He was “born on the Bayou”
Mdailey 5/28/11
I have always enjoyed the writings of each of these men
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