The Fool on the Porch

A cool night in January –
folks out for the evening
pass by on the street and stare
at this old man in his rocking chair.
From his head flows long thin hair,
from behind him the music blares.
The old man doesn’t even care
that in nineteen ninety-five
he lives two decades out of place.

Crank it up for Janis
Her spirit will never die.
Eric Clapton and Cream
make it a perfect night.
Neil Young could have been at his best
with the release of Harvest.
Deep Purple – always a rock and roll band
brings out a mean air guitar from his right hand.
There isn’t a single CD
that could hold all the best of Uriah Heep.
Black Sabbath – play these guys loudly,
They will always be his Master of Reality.

The folks pass on the street,
they chuckle and stare,
the old man rocks
and he does not care.

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