Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix... Danziger-man.
HE WOZ DA Danziger-Man
The D.Z.
He was HER Man! He was her Man!
The DANZIGGERMANN!
Nothing I could DO. Absolutely NUTS! Nuttin-about it... even though I cared.
My GUITAR, my LUTE, my Balalaika,
electronic foot-pedals, light-lazer shows,
NO BOOGIE. Tried Marcel-MIME. A WINK!...Not a chance.
HE was the Danzig Man. The Male IRON. Prussian. Polish. CHESH! -some kind of Gig!
Took her for every penny she had!
c2019, davedelacroix. Seaguls cryin in a dawn sky!
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