been meanin' to post about amy and I,
I tried to break up with her,
she with me,
I wrote poems about it
it didn't work out
(we're still together).
darn web publishin' takes too long.
and this college o' mine grows short,
and then I go to honduras, etc.
finally, I got a search me put on these pages
bugs to be ironed out,
and she's right.
anyways, don't listen to me,
listen to art tatum.