12 Volt Man 8/18/09

With the eventual ending of summer, the schedule gets more demanding. The enjoyable walks along the sand are going to be few and far between. It has all led to a lot of thinking.

Never got a grip on penmanship, could never make the words just flow Seldom got the trick to arithmetic, two plus two is four But ask for some Palm Trees, and tales from the South Seas And I just might turn round your head. I never had the clout to knock one out, but hitting was the name of my game Standin on third while the coaches confer, close as my own claim to fame Just give me the steal sign, and I'll make Home Plate mine, And I just might turn some heads. Sometimes I may be a little drastic, Sometimes I just let my feelings show, Sometimes I may be a bit sarcastic,most times that's the way the story goes. Now I now this Joe down in Mexico, he went there just to work on his tan For years he's been loved and blendered in songs, they call him The Twelve Volt Man. He don't need no charge card, just give him a Die Hard and he'll makes sparks, fly Round your head So just give me some Palm Trees, and tales from the South Seas And I'll make sparks fly round your head Round your head Round your head

Now, I have always had a gift with the pen. Words just seem to flow, like a schooner floating out of port smoothly. The Twelve volt man might be the answer to a lot of life's problems. Some how a tale from the South Seas from the right blender makes life a lot easier to bare.

Like the singer, I never had the clout to knock one out. But man could I run. And soemtimes running is better than staying too long or fighting for something that isn't there. Then there are some times that drastic times call for drastic measures.

Sometimes sarcasim is the way the story goes. If given the chance, I might just surprise you. In fact, I might just might make sparks fly round your head.