my Pal Joey Poem by Gomer LePoet

My Pal Joey

A fine young Italian boy, lived in the Big Apple City,
he really made me laugh, now he's gone, it is such a pity,
brother to seven gorgeous ladies, always needing his help,
got hit by a corporate big shot, he left town, not even a yelp

Maurice the Space Cowboy, this was his imaginary pal,
he really loved all the women, fell in love with every gal,
good lookin and ever so friendly, never a time when he felt alone,
hard working and extremely kind, never an irreverant tone,

his friends have all moved on, most of them married away,
still single and searching for only he knows, every night and day,
moved west to California, trying to enhance his career,
but his agent was of little use, she was never exactly clear

so sad to see you go my friend, I'll miss you more than you know,
your line of “how are you doin”, always stole the show,
I hope one day you will return, and even though you don't know me,
yes good luck to you, whatever you do, you'll always be, My Pal Joey

Gomer LePoet...