A part of the upper crust of society
I have never been
Methinks “down to earth” more accurately
Describes this old homosapien
No airs, no talking big, no flamboyant flair
Just little old simple me
Now that word “simple” can be misleading
I don't think I've ever been considered simple
In terms of brain power
But at the other end of the scale
Certainly never classified myself a genius either
Somewhere in the middle... an average joe
This is my comfort zone
In my teen years, I floundered around
Wondering what life had in store for me
Until I realized I had a flair for creativity
And in particular “graphic design”
I have never ever regretted my decision
To head off in that direction
In fact in my 80's I was still active
With a show of hands...
How many of you enjoyed the profession
To the degree that you never wanted to retire
Let's see, one, two, three... oh and another!
Where learned men converse
On college grounds traverse
Those lads debonair and debutantes fair
With diamonds in their purse
By limousine conveyed
Their education's paid
A most common tale of Harvard and Yale
Where seeds of affluence laid
When privileged young voyeurs
Become doctors and lawyers
From arrogant perch they snub and besmirch
Sneering at Tom Sawyers
Under thumb of those knaves
We become but their slaves
Placed in the dust by the cruel upper crust
With no names on our graves
The upper crust
folks do not trust
they bite into the lower
Beer and pretzels just five bucks
chew on life much slower
A part of the upper crust of society
I certainly have never been
Methinks “down to earth” more accurately
Describes this old *****sapien
No airs, no talking big, no flamboyant flair
Just little old simple me
Now that word “simple” can be misleading
I don't think I've ever been considered simple
In terms of brain power
But at the other end of the scale
Certainly never classified myself a genius either
Somewhere in the middle... an average joe
This is my comfort zone
In my teen years, I floundered around
Wondering what life had in store for me
Until I realized I had a flair for creativity
And in particular “graphic design”
I have never ever regretted my decision
To head off in that direction
In fact, at 79, I'm still active to a small degree
With a show of hands...
How many of you enjoyed your chosen profession
To the degree that you never wanted to retire
Let's see, one, two, three... oh and another!
© Jack Ellison 2014
Pheasant egg in celery sauce
Pamesan custard
Suet crusted lamb pudding
Herby sage rosti
Apple and cider
Jelly tart
Smart !
Children of the upper crust
upon the earth...........
that must be us!
They draw a circle on the ground,
so they can dance the moon around,
and then they draw another one,
so they can promenade the sun.
Put lightning bugs in mason jars,
so they can twinkle like the stars.
Why do you always come around
to moralize and fuss and frown?
"Because I have no inner child
I'm just a parent,always riled,
When I see children having fun,"
But it's party time the work is done!
They made a barrel full of tea,
with jujubes for you and me.
They even brought a phonograph
the wind up kind to make you laugh.
but you have never laughed out loud,
you wear your silence like a shroud
a shroud of pure maturity
no inner child could hope to free.
But there's a tickle potion dear,
I think they put it in your ear.
It takes you back to one or two,
when someone stole the child from you.
So don't look now ,but you may find,
the little girl inside your mind.
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