Have you been waiting
For me very long?
Sorry, I waddle these days
I was waddling home
From the playground
Preparing myself
For my new cubicle
It comes with my new job
Julio was playing his
Simon & Garfunkle
And Emily, wherever I may find her
Was teasing us both with her cute
Tart, dangling conversations
Cloudy patterns fill that girl’s life
Much like the rest of us it seems
Together we all crossed a bridge
Refreshed by the currents below
Emily, as if to christen the moment
Scattered a woven satchel of
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
It was then that I kissed her
She did not blush
We were only
Feelin’ groovy