Self-Employed

Star-dash cars now zip along the street, Winking into town, Awerving like party-colored leaves Surfing the wind. Everyone's going going going SOMEwhere! Gone. Here? Yes! Straight to the top! Another perfect day For another perfect dollar! Mine! I have nade it! Now send up flowers And sky-hearted piano players! I want clouds to break, And stars to take, With craft ever true up-soaring! Sky, sun, time----won! Won for the President Of company ME! Am I too bold, too free, too loud? Just wait till I'm more proud! No, I can't be quiet. Love, come now, with me, all night!