Immigration Blues
by Mickey
Posted: Wednesday, June 18, 2014 Word Count: 65 |
Julianna,
from Havana,
played a moody,
blues piana.
Here in England,
on vacation,
having passed
through
Immigration,
met a countryman
from Cuba,
carrying a battered
tuba.
She said “Why don’t
me and you-o,
form a really cool
blues duo?”
Before too long they
were an ‘item’.
Now they’re playing
gigs in Brighton.
Immigration? –
They can’t find ‘em.
Two blues lovers.
We don’t mind ‘em
from Havana,
played a moody,
blues piana.
Here in England,
on vacation,
having passed
through
Immigration,
met a countryman
from Cuba,
carrying a battered
tuba.
She said “Why don’t
me and you-o,
form a really cool
blues duo?”
Before too long they
were an ‘item’.
Now they’re playing
gigs in Brighton.
Immigration? –
They can’t find ‘em.
Two blues lovers.
We don’t mind ‘em