One, Two Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Downed by the investments of the dogs,
Or by the reasons that you don’t
Give me:
She doesn’t have a peso- and I don’t have a dollar
Bill,
But our hands and Christmas are in our pockets,
And the sun goes swinging through the
Sky:
One, one; One, two: Children go back to school,
And the Mexicans back to cleaning their
Yards:
Airplanes fly side by side: there they go
With our without you:
One, one; One, Two.