Saturday Night at the Carousel

Saturday night and going to the Carousel
Gonna get me some Cooper and you just can’t tell
How it’s gonna be and where its gonna go
Cuz I really couldn’t say and I just don’t know—
But the music’ll be hot and the beer flowing
The boys all handsome and the girls all a-glowing
So, come on out to that joint on Street Five Two
Get ya some Cooper, we’ll all be looking for you!

–Hey Sheila!

About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

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