I used to be a soda jerk
I was paid little, but got many a perk
Women would often flock to me
"Make me an egg cream" was their plea
Those were pleasant days and nights
Evenings spent in sheer delight
But now I'm old and when I'm weary
I think of those days and I get teary
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment