I asked the sun so kindly
“What door shall I take?
Should I go left or right
This decision I can’t make!”
She smiled very sweetly
“You know what I’m to say
There really is no change
To what I said the other day!”
“So how about the left?” I said
“It may give me what I want
It’ll big up my ideas
In gold, italic font
Or maybe right is best
A way I’d never planned
Leaving the big city
Calling home sea and sand
Or… one day I’m in one
And another day, the other
One day I could have money
And the other day, a lover
Or right arm in the left door
And left goes in the right
Each hand fondling something
Keeping something outta sight
Another option is
I just stay where I am
So what do ya say, stay put?”
The sun replied “yes ma’am”
