Wednesday, June 3, 2009

The Man From Kalamazoo

There once was a man who was from Kalamazoo

People said: "He had everything he wanted, his cake and he ate it, too."

One would think he would have no problem putting a smile on his face.

But there was something wrong, something empty about his space. 

You see, he was fond of this little lady,

she didn't say yes, she didn't maybe

when he asked for her hand in marriage, 

she just stammered "no" and put miles between him and her carriage.

There he stood, showered in dust, wrapped in solitude.

Follow her? No, he didn't want to make her angry, didn't want to intrude.

So, he stood. The man from Kalamazoo.

Almost had everything, except you.

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