It’s your lucky day!

Lucky for you

I was listening to

Al Stewart play

The year of the cat when you called.

I said hello,

But did you know 

That I was just about to cry?

The sky is turning gray.

“Why don’t you?” I hear him say.

But the keyboard had a mellow way of pushing me onward,

And I have other fish to fry.

The bonfire in my mind is raging high,

And now it’s night.

I’m blowing out the lightbulbs just like that!

How many will it take to screw one in again?

Maybe just one if he comes in the year of the cat.

-jenn