Mr. Mann Was Smokin’ Hot for 3 Seconds

Happy, happy, happy cry the words

on the page.  Cry the random

persons walking your life.

Some wear mourning

or is it the five crows silent

in the tree.  Ask him now world,

he’s ready, he can fire up the engine

and drive west into next week.

Stop at the Costco bargain counter.

Finger the pretty colors.  Pick up

three tee shirts and put them on

one by one.  Don’t wait another

blessed minute to be looking good.