Fall And Intoxication

Fall and intoxication It was autumn the big trees along the lane had shed their leaves filling the road as carpets of a summer past I was going home from the bar in a pleasant mood remembering songs no one sings anymore, but the old that sternly refuses to sing anymore, think it is not what an elderly dignified person should in protest, I sang "underneath the stars" and since I didn`t know the word, made them up; I don`t even know if there is a song with this title. The dogs, as we are told by scientists, are quite musical they became the chorus and I banged two stones together to make it rustic, but how long was Adam in Paradise, a wind blew up made the dead leaves into dervishes dogs took flight, imps are no good dance partners smell of burnt embers. The squall stopped but the fun was over I thought you pathetic old man goes to bed now, but it is a wonderful world … sang Louis Armstrong