The Drifter
The answer on the tip of tongue
My thoughts almost congealed
I heard a song bird singing
And remembered . . .
That I spilled the bird seed yesterday
And needed to buy more
Reminding me to transfer funds
Before I hit the store
Where the cute clerk that checked me out
I could check out and see
If I could find the courage
And if she’d go out with me
But need to get my haircut first
And clean my car to shine
There’s something else I need to do
It’s on the tip of mind
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