Listening to crooners as they sang <br />their sentimental lyrics,1940 <br />to ’60, with a whimper and no bang, <br />made one feel the world was never naughty. <br /> <br /> <br />Their music now returns and makes us happy, <br />and though it’s strange, the lyrics are endurin’, <br />recalling times when we were pampered with a nappy, <br />like warmth that comforted like our own urine. <br /> <br />2/2/01<br /><br />gershon hepner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crooners/
