By Noel Miller
©1995 Winter95
Disheveled old man,
No doubt you make three times as much as I do
Disheveled old man,
Rub your face play with your glasses
Drinking coffee sweet as molasses
Observing from afar, you pass judgment
With silence and a raised eyebrow
Silence and a raised eyebrow
Silence and a raised eyebrow
Disheveled old man,
Why does your book keep better company
Than the people of the world can be?
Disheveled old man,
With all your years of wisdom
You don’t have a queen in your kingdom?
Observing from afar, you pass judgment
With silence and a raised eyebrow
Silence and a raised eyebrow
Silence and a raised eyebrow