If I had a quarter
For every time a girl
Brushed me off
Or cold-shouldered me
I could buy
A brand new CD
If I had a dollar
For every time my heart
Pined for a cutie
I could never win
I could retire
And never work again
Being a man and getting old
Sure ain’t what it used to be
This time in my life, sometimes
It’s not a place I want to see
John Thompson
April 1, 2008
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