(To all the Tin Pan Alley Songwriters of the Past)
I've got jelly bean gumption
candy consumption, on the brain
you think I'm the worst bumpkin
out in the rain
though I'm so chocolate cherry
you din, not so very
but I don't care what you think
cause I know I'm on the brink
of fame fame fame
I'm all peacock feather
you may say never
I say why
You think I don't know whether
birds can fly
but I don't care what you think
cause I know Im on the brink
of technicolor, there's no other, fame o fame
you think I am a silly
and Im worth nilly
passing me by
I think Im worth a million
maybe capillion
don't ask me why
cause I dont care what you think
when I dream I'm on the brink
of fame o fame o
Christmas stocking, Interlochen,
no more hocking
fame fame fame.
mary angela douglas 3 june 2019
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