The Rogue Speaks:
My best friend artist's birthday is around this time of year, so Saturday we got together for lunch and the opening of my gifts to her. Twice a year, I write her a special poem--at Christmas, and on her birthday. That's the gift she always opens first. She has to drive when we go to meetings or shows, because currently I am legally blind, and have no business even driving up to the corner. That will all change in about three weeks, though.
The photo below was taken in 2007, before my starvation diet. I am on the left, our dear friend, Sam, who is currently traveling the world, is in the middle, and Di is on the right. This was right before Christmas, and if you look very closely, you will see a large rectangular pin on Di's tam. It is made from a piece of ancient fruit cake that she polyurethaned a long time ago. Yes, I do hang out with these people.
I hope you enjoy my poem for the birthday girl. I am leaving the music for my Saturday Centus on, in case you didn't get to hear it. It is so beautiful! Please read my Centus, too, if you haven't already! Now here's...
THE STORY OF "US"
Us is friends. Yes us are.
Us goes places in you’s car.
You’s the driver, I’s the map.
I can’t even take a nap.
Where us go? I don’t care
Cause I know you takes us there.
I says “left” when I means “right”
Then us has an awful fight!
Yous is worthless, you tells me.
I can’t help that I can’t see!
Us sees places us don’t know.
Us gets late to the big art show.
When I’s dead, then you’s see!
You be sorry that you yelled at me.
Then you go and you’s all alone.
You can’t read a map and you has no phone!
I’s in Heaven and I’s looking down
See’s you driving all over town!
You’s gonna miss me, yes you are
When you’s go driving in you’s car!!!
Happy birthday, Di! And leave the door open when you go to bed, in case the Devil comes to take your soul!!!