Friday, September 9, 2016

Blueprints, Sketches, Garbage or Magnus Opus

My autograph reads Vigor Lion
Cognomen; the Unexplained
I was born a race car driver

Booze makes me stupid, therefore I drink tea
I own a minivan, wittiness, joie de vivre
And a collection of ukes, resonators and banjos

I drive to the convenience store everyday
Rock and roll the blues every single night
But I only race when the moon is full
It would be reckless during her waxing gibbous phase

That's how luckless Fecund Rimer Jones died
A combative sportsman, astute drummer, a prolific poet

©Jajjazz

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