Brother Buffet had it all sussed.
I might corrupt his lyrics for a few moments.
I am sure he shall just take another toke and smile.
'A Pirate Looks At Forty.'
Rather grandious bastard at that...........
Mother, mother, I have heard you call......
I have wanted to sail upon your waters since I wuz 3 feet tall.
But, I suppose you seen it all,
You must have seen it all.
Had no cash when I hit Miami, but damn sure bought it all.
Crap, you know the lyrics.
I am done damn tired of quoting the obvious to my brothers who obviously are not tracking along.
This calms me a bit.
A PPM song I have never heard befoe, and a grand one too.......
She had the voice............
In memory of my loving friend and companion, Squirrel.
April 12, 1995 - November 12, 2013
18 years, 8 months of unconditional love.