My Son Asked Siri to Play Mr Tangerine Man
It happened around 10:05am and then
Somebody was parked in my driveway
I accosted the man
He opened the driver's window
Before I could speak he pinched my cheek.
"Cheers." He drove away
But I'm taking all the clocks off the classroom walls
No one should know what time it is
As the organist and Director of Music at the local
Village church is leaving for Scotland
I have applied and enclosed with my CV a copy of
Backstage Passes & Backstabbing Bastards: Memoirs of a Rock 'N' Roll Survivor
The new Director of Music will be announced very soon.
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