Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Forking Paths

Once I sang a Christmas Carol with my wife.
We sang it, recorded it, dubbed, and sent it off to our little niece in Wales.
Her sister, who was a little older, and probably too cool for Christmas Carols needed a song too.
I wrote a song that "sounded like the Goo Goo Dolls."
(apparently my level of being 'in touch' is through the roof)
An opportunity arose.
Instead of a gift,
it became an article of labour.
Now it's a song that AC Newman sings on.
Now it works for me.
We still owe her a present.



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