For Frank
If you were my muse
I’d be in trouble
I just want to tease you
Stroke your cheek, scratch your stubble
Make fun of your haircut
‘Til your chin wants to double.
Cale’s Poetry
For Frank
If you were my muse
I’d be in trouble
I just want to tease you
Stroke your cheek, scratch your stubble
Make fun of your haircut
‘Til your chin wants to double.