by Jerry Ratch
I remember it was late at night
I was with
Johnny Appleseed's younger brother
Bruce
Bruce Appleseed
He was the lead singer for the band
Fake Moustache
Turns out he was just a bum
Set on vibrate
Who'd bought a 10-gallon hat once
But his head had gotten so fat
He could only put it on
One gallon at a time
They're all gone now
Bruce Appleseed
A back-up singer named
Ruth Skydiver
And this other unnamed bum
Who used to lean against the
Liquor store wall in the sunlight
Singing
“I put a leash on you
Because you're mine
You'd better quit your runnin' around
With all my wine
Yeah…”
And they are alive
Now only
In the eternal light of dreams
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"Turns out he was just a bum
Set on vibrate" Original. Brand new to me.
Also “I put a leash on you." Very effective.
Thank you very much, Dianne! Most appreciated!
"But his head had gotten so fat
He could only put it on
One gallon at a time."
Good one, Jerry.*
Thanks, Tim. Good to hear from you!