GloMag GloMagMay2019 - Page 84

I remembered how an old book’s Chapter One Said don’t be alone, my fair dear son Oh yes, me old mate, Once upon a time, I’d find a nice party, I’d sip a fine wine. I’d meet some nice girls. I’d have a nice time, Way back then, son, Way back when... Once upon a chapter, I was oh such a lad. I wandered like a sailor, party to party, From the ocean tossed, lusting to be had, Lusty for girls who were lusty and hearty, Nice girls at concerts, nice girls on trains, I haunted the streets and the late night scenes, 84