Once i had a daisy
I held it in a vase
It allowed me to get lazy
I worried about my face
Then i chewed on the daisy
And i broke it's stupid vase
And the whole damn thing exploded
Back right in my face
You See-A rhyme with face and vase
Do no justice to Louise
Just like i have always done
by telling her she's my squeeze
My next move must be forward
My next move must be pure
I must create great works
My work must reassure
I feel myself arising almost to a peak
My self esteem returned so how can life be bleak?
I gave a call and said i cared
That was all i've ever dared
We both know and others ought
A marriage of minds we platonically wrought
Someone to tease, Someone to ease
She has such grief, i provide comic relief
Someone whose words i can finally believe
Someone at whose side my heart is not ill at ease
That someone i have named Louise
Beau Golden
1986
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