The View From Here

Where have the matchstick men and women gone, they used to walk home from the smoky factories just to light up? Where has the Pork Pie hat flown to? Even the birds chirrup less sweetly, Is it because my shoes are old that I walk this way? The world has shaved off its hairiness and lovers are both bold and bald. Where was the 'candlewick' spread transported? Blackpool used to be goofy, a ton of chilly fun, now the donkeys are unionized and all smirched up. I wish I were silly again, not this cranky, potted egghead. Where and when did I scramble myself? Zippo stole away the matchstick men that's who, and they never came back again. Sad but true now and then.