I'm hot
And need a draught
To be what I am not.
Left without, naught.
I'm cold
Still feeling old,
Never again to be so bold.
I've sold my soul.
Now I'm cool
And nobody's fool,
Some call it "old school."
I'm not hot.
04/03/2007
Author's Note: It was a dark and stormy night.....
Posted on 04/03/2007Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer