You’re irritated

I know that you are

May I offer you a chocolate bar?


Life is unfair


There is no need to despair

Bad luck comes and goes

At least you have beautiful toes

You say I’m a clown

Who only plays around

Come over here

 Take my hand

I’m going to set you free


Whisk us off to a secretive magical land


Hot night in Bahia

It was obvious she was hurt like me

Well into our bottle of Argentinean wine

Ana moved forward in her chair

Pulled back her hair

Looked directly into my eyes

Started to cry

Without saying another word

She took my hand

Led me over to the beach sand


Made this man feel young again.