Tag Archive for: W F Kirk

The Rooter’s Rotary

The Rooter's Rotary 5217 From the lady dressed in red With a hat upon her locks Bigger than the batter's box, With a tongue that wags along From the first tap of the gong; "Who is that nice looking man Over there the one that ran?" "How…

Sighs

SIGHS 4267 I sometimes sigh for things gone by- Like every mortal, I suppose- And feel regret for days long dead, Made sweet with summer and the rose But sighs, I've found, don't cut much ice, Nor bring an increase in your pay- In fact…