Can’t come fast enough
To suit my taste.
Out with the old,
In with the new.
All that hot jazz,
And a lot more,
If I play it right,
Sneak up on my shadow,
Before it knows I’m there,
Cause as much commotion
As traffic allows,
Down each one-way street
I call home sweet home—
Despite the jitter and jam.
Bart Edelman
Bart
Love “sneak up on my shadow…” it is one of those lines that connects to fresh childhood imagination. The whole thing is brilliant!
Leila
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I agree. “Sneak up on my shadow” highlights the buzz words in this verse. Great fun!
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