Sittin in BLUM PARK
on a saturday,rainy afternoon
amongst the drunks and crackheads
and all other types of loons
some have become trusted friends
the others are specimens of bafoons
you'll find some shady characters
and a few bipolar girls
   I've seen things strange,
   through out my travels
   but this is one wierd world

  The mayhem smells like afterbirth
    and would make most faces curl
 The cloudsand rain and people
a relentless neverending swirl
     A world of such joy and compassion
       in a slumlord of despair
   A pretty girl gave me some ciggarettes
  she was a lovely schitzaphrenic
 and introduced herself as Evett

   Sittin  in BLUM PARK
 on a saturday,sainy afternoon
 It is like the beer I drank
  the lightning and the thunder
 was collabarating in my bladder
  making want to urinate
    So next time your bored or feel alone,
  Bring your ass to old BLUM PARK
  whatever you do,don't be late
  on a saturdaY,RAINY AFTERNOON

           WRITTEN BY
       WILLIAM H. KYTTLE JR.
              SUBMITTED 7/25/2009