December 31, 2018
After all, Davey lacks a functional television
and his non-televised intake is, at times, damn narrow in scope.
So when a pop or rock star dies,
Davey may hear mere passing mention made of the passage. So who cries?
Davey had lots of writing to do,
and itís not what he does for a living;
and at times itís stuff that he does poo-poo,
as his workload is unforgiving.
With paper and pen,
plus a laptop and then,
he struggles on,
hope against hope;
when his word vault goes bare,
he reacts with a flair
and pushes the old envelope.