Paris Song
by Kevin Mines
Oh, Paris Song,
Beautiful Asian girl
With the unfortunate buttocks problem,
How I was willing to stand in line for your medicine
While you were whisked away by your boyfriend.
Oh, Paris Song,
I was more than happy to help:
You were such a dear to give me an additional $10
Just in case it was over $25, but you knew it wouldn't be.
You've got such a great health plan.
Oh, Paris Song,
I feel so delightful and light-headed
When I say your name. Is this love
Or just something like it?
The pharmacist knows your middle name,
But Paris Voa Song doesn't sound like you.
Oh, Paris Song,
Come back. I'm standing here
With your meds and you're nowhere.
When I chant your name, the homeless stare
Like I'm a blasted Francophile.
