waiting for Jimmy

Jimmy Buffet sings
songs of the sea
but I’ve just got
my back yard and me
and while the rain’s making puddles
for the ducks and other fools
I still can’t launch my yacht
and a sailor man
I am not

Jimmy Jimmy
you carribean pirate
coarse-hair extraordinaire
of the six or seven seas

next time you launch
could you take me along
or stop by to teach me
how to sing one of your songs

I’m mixing the drinks
anticipating

margarita
colada
I can feel myself degrading
so I might just try
a rum-base tropi-copi-cana

top it with umbrellas
and a round of ripe bananas

mixing my drinks
while I’m waiting for you
so Jimmy Buffet don’t let me down

let’s do a song about
a night on the town

© Frank Prem 2012