I’m out on the road.
I’m livin’ the dream.
Yet all I can afford
Is my Dairy Queen.
Some day, I’ll be rich.
Ribeye steaks for me.
Today, it’s steak fingers
With tots and gravy.
I’m not the only one,
Many others came before.
So, I’ll refill my soda,
And I’m back out the door.
Author: Blind John Ellsworth
Blind John Ellsworth (1960- ), a (questionable) poet and sometimes Texas bluesman. He has recorded one spoken-word album (thankfully unreleased), since he is still trying to learn to play guitar. (Lack of musical skills is what makes him a poet and not a lyricist. Plus, he can’t write music.)
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