A Day In the Life
It was the first morning of September, and I woke up craving Banana Pancakes. So I rode down Route 66 in Our Town to get the ingredients. But I couldn’t find a single banana. I asked the produce manager if that could be. He said “Yes, We Have No Bananas. Sorry. I can give you a Raincheck though.”
On My Way Home, I heard a Metal Firecracker explode so I went to have a look. In the yard of Our House was a Ring of Fire. “Oh no! It’s Burning Down the House!” I cried. Not wanting our Love Shack to burn down, I Ran (So Far Away) for Help. As I was Running Up That Hill, I thought “Wait A Minute. I can just use my phone!” So I called 911 and soon Help was on the way.
“I sure hope the Summer Wind won’t fan the flames and make the fire spread!” This thought turned me into a Sullen Girl. I tried to comfort myself by thinking: “It Ain’t Necessarily So. In fact, Alex Chilton thought The Wind Cries Mary so winds can be very unpredictable. Besides, It Feels Like Rain.”
I felt such Joy when I heard Car Wheels On A Gravel Road and the fire trucks pulled up. But just at that moment, even though we’d had No Rain for several weeks, we all heard Lightning Crashes down the Long Road. Soon, a rainstorm put out the fire. It Makes Me Wonder if people in rainy lands need fire departments at all. “Fire and Rain … what a combination.” I thought to myself.
Afterwards, I stood talking to a fireman. “It’s A Shame About Ray,” he said. Being nosy, I asked “What happened to Ray?” He was shocked that I didn’t hear what had happened Up On Cripple Creek the night before. Apparently, Ray had drunk too much Tequila and thought he was a Talk Show Host so he began to Climb Evr’y Mountain in search of a Mexican Radio that would Broadcast his thoughts. But he got Stage Fright and started to Jump Around like he was Insane in the Brain. He started yelling “It is Hot in Herre!” and fell into The River and drowned. I told the sad fireman: “It sounds like he may have contracted a Fever, but Dry Your Eyes. The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow.”
Since I had a long day ahead of me (I work in a cemetery and today I was planning on Exhuming McCarthy), I decided to get my Dirty Work done and then relax by Sitting On the Dock of the Bay. Plus, my Cousin Dupree was coming on the Midnight Train to Georgia (he had just gotten out of a Birmingham Jail) and I wanted to pay attention to Clocks so I wasn’t late to pick him up. After all, it was his Birthday.
Gettin’ Jiggy Wit It,