How about that drink Mr. B?
It's been a dryer winter than most and I'm cracking like the ice.
Little too much rum in my tea.
My belly barely tolerates it, but I always seek the spice.
You can love me like a mother,
make me feel like a man.
Of all my bedded brothers only you can love me
for who I am.
It was in the golden years of spring,
I was working the admission at the old amusement park.
We hadn't spoken since school
and time had traced its finger leaving hard but handsome marks.
You had plenty for a ticket
but I let you in for free.
I called it an investment,
that sugar of what's possible
always had a way with me.
Found you by the ferris wheel.
I was due back at home but I couldn't leave your side.
You talked about your loneliness,
I talked about my grief.
It's funny leaving darlings at an
almost strangers feet.
You were bound for California,
but you'll be back Christmas Eve.
And your kisses were sweet and deep.
So sweet and deep.
So how about that drink Mr. B?
There's lights in every window and there's children singing songs
to the holy trinity.
You don't have to bring a gift or leave your partner alone too long.
She's got a good thing going
with her more than fair demands.
I know she is forgiving
and she knows I understand.
You can hold me closely
but only with one hand.
But these days I need someone
to love me for who I am.
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