Tales Of The Old Town (Part 02) Poem by Kim Barney

Jay Staker had a melon field,
and guarded it with care.
His shotgun meant he wouldn't yield;
he had no fruit to spare.

Some kids still tried to steal from him,
which got him all excited.
I never went with Cal and Slim,
although I was invited.

John Evan played some basketball
and died from a weak heart.
Should not have let him play at all;
they knew it from the start.

Young Elvis Presley was the rage
of every teenage girl.
Some of my sisters were that age;
their hearts were in a whirl.

A flying saucer once was seen
by young girls in the town.
To tell the tale, they were not keen;
it caused most folks to frown.

The thing was round with many lights
that blinked around the rim.
It hovered and caused many frights
and made their courage dim.

There is no doubt it was controlled
by creatures very smart.
It watched the girls, so I was told,
then hastened to depart.

The Russians beat us into space
when Sputnik split the dawn.
We didn't know there was a race,
So our life just went on.