(A poem.)
And it was either last year or last night, but it DID happen ...
In that town I love (you know the one). Up-swing on the Underground (riding the tube) and two gypsies start playing. Squeeze-box and acoustic guitar. It's Sinatra's "My Way." Perfect. In tune. And #1 gives me that crazywild funnygood crooked smile, hilarious and dangerous. I gave 'em 50 cents and somehow knew we'd made each other's day ... Peace, -Todd
Posted by calico at May 31, 2007 08:02 AM