The change <br /> has come...gone... <br /> <br />Leaving one nickle; <br /> three pennies... <br /> <br />And one song <br /> stuck in my head. <br /> <br />The party is over, the ice cream's <br /> turned to cream. <br /> <br />The confetti has <br /> blown out of town. <br /> <br />Said she was gone... <br /> <br />And all the stars have <br /> huddled around the moon... <br /> <br />Shivering in the cold <br /> of a January... <br /> <br />Night, nite, nite <br /> and goodbye.<br /><br />Midnights Voice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-change-31/
