Sunset Into CLT
She will dance a drunken bit
You will folie, take a sit
She will tell for you her name
You will laugh quite much at it
You will laugh and say the same
You will say, but more tacit
She will speak but more a whit
She will leave you as you came
She will pirouette, exit
You will feel like a Ma/onet
In a slightly crooked frame
July 2009 Derek Wilson