Bright spring day, here I am;
just like a kid,
hid under a bridge.
There’s an adventure today!
Keep your manicured lawns;
and polite conversational yawns.
So deep in thought,
of all that gettin’ on top.
Didn’t even notice me stowed away.
I know I should be back at home;
tidying up, playing grown up.
Not today; I’m runnin’ astray.
It’s ok I’m just a middle aged,
Pippi Longstocking parade.
Because time just slips and tick-tock-tic’s everyday.
I could hedge my luck;
let the neighbors think I’m loaded with bucks.
But it’s more fun when, “What the fuck!?” is all they can say.
Bright spring day, here I am;
just like a kid,
hid under a bridge.
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