They Hollered At The Scholar

They Hollered at the Scholar

You’ll never make top dollar

I guess that’s how it goes

But when  does it end

Refresh my memory again

They Hollered at the Scholar

You’ll always take the collar

So I followed nobody

Who can't lead convincingly

Chose to stay put

And plant a more

Fruitful seed

Take me at face value

Take me as I am

Take me somewhere

I've never been without

Cloudy judgement

Not an ounce

A traceable gram

Sentimental journeys

Are too long for such

Commoners

Way too heavy

For wooden hearts to

Carry the entire load

All you could think of

Is napping at the fork

In the road, flashing

Lights caress

The faces I smite

I got an A plus

On that essay

About the Hollow Men

The teacher daydreamed

At her desk about equal

Work for equal pay

We were stupid in the eighties

Waiting for the lady

To bend over

her "jugs"

Jiggled  and swayed

Nobody  found out

If she was a high-pitched moaner

But we learned

Even loners get boners