Park Day by Angela Thomas Lets go to the park. It’s park day. We’ll sit On our little bench with the three lamp posts And the herd of ducks and we’ll talk about Pandora And all the things she’s put in our boxes. You’ll talk about being famous, I’ll shrug And explain how no one understands my very Demanding philosophies. Then, we’ll end up Like an old couple, in the park, hand in hand Watching the birds and talking about nothing But nonsense, each of us skirting around The real issue, why I’m feisty, and why you Called me. In the end, we’ll ride home the long Way, while you’ll hope I don’t leave you dry later, And I know that I’ll end up that way eventually. 07/28/2004 Author's Note: to ron Posted on 07/28/2004 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)