the contractors moved in
with a wrecking
ball
and of great destruction
they caused at our
mall
nothing was left standing
over it all did
fall
we were aghast on seeing
the results of the
squall

their services weren't
needed around our
lot
they smashed everything
like a wind's blasting
knot
the scene was reminiscent
of a terribly mangled
spot
they'd done so much
damage on our
plot

we've witnessed the harm
they've wrought
about
vandalizing our buildings
as would a felonious
lout
we'll not forget the badness
of the devastation's
clout
hard hitting was their mission
in demolishing our
grout

the piano keys
will be rocking
in heaven
*to-day
rhythm and blues
being played the
Fats Domino
way

quite the session of music
booming out from the
amplifier
a catalogue of tunes
charming the aficionado
admirer

"I'm Walking To New Orleans"
a song of
emotion
delivered by a soul
with such
devotion

a welcoming on
high
his mortal coil spiriting
up to the good Lord's
sky
a crying and a
wailing
of his heartbroken fans
as "Blueberry Hill" echoes to a
*tailing

I must say,
You are my best friend.
I'm alright...
Maybe not good,
but I'm surviving.

It wasn't a single thing
A defining moment where I was like
"No, I'm not okay now"
It was a cascade of moments, really.
Let's just say my
life has had its whopping ups and downs.

Well!
I'm the kind of person that falls in love really easily.
And that surely has led to a lot of heartbreak.
I don't know if you'll understand.

Do you want me to talk to you?
I think so
It's very good
Your looks certainly speak to me.
I don't really smile much.

I rather like you.
But I probably won't love you.
I'm more of a face-to-face person anyway.