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Carl's Carol
Carolyn Alistair, lissom and fair,
Was queen of the school yard
And all who went there.
Where the teachers all bowed,
And were graced with a nod.
Even as a child I found this quite odd!
At the court of queen Carolyn
You had to fit in.
Fads, film and fashion,
Were the only ways in.
And yesterdays clothes, were the original sin.
As a farm boy aged ten I couldn’t get in!
Poor Carolyn, she made such a show,
Of all that she had,
And who she did know.
But under it all was a child who was sad,
Scared of her shadow and that of her dad!
I didn’t know then, she just made me mad!
Now Carolyn holds court
When she’s not out of town
In a run down old pub
"The Rose & Crown"
She smokes a great deal
At the wheel of her truck
And many would think
She was down on her luck
But now Carolyn is Carl
His Harley is black
And wonder of wonders
His dad’s off his back!
Even as a child I found him quite odd!
