When Peggy Lee looked down
And said with a powerful surround
Is this all there is
No wonder or fulfilment in this
Did you buck up and take notice
In her veins it was cold as ice
Do you wonder where it went wrong
As she journeys through this song
So wonder at your own life
As how much of it is underplayed strife
What did she really think
When she caused suck a stink
As she asks the question of the world
And is this all there- in what is no longer held.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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