Let the good times roll.

This Little Old Lady

One of the Poor People Of Paris

Humming her favourite tune I’m Forever Blowing Bubbles

Cecilia was her name.

Though ‘poor’ dressed elegantly, her blouse a rainbow of colour with puffed out Greensleeves

Sitting alone outside the One Mint Julep sipping her mint tea

Suddenly she stood bolt upright and in her best pigeon english shouted out Walk Don’t Run when she spotted her beau, he of Hidden Charm

Sitting quickly in beside her, a peck on either cheek then a prolonged hug.

She was so excited, turning to the tables close by urged each and everyone to say bonjour Meet Mister Callaghan.

He had just returned from Martinique a proper Country Gentleman at least that is what everyone about him, thought.

The writer though knew better! He had returned from there broken hearted with the strains of the Concerto In C Minor still ringing in his ears.

All he could think was Show Me The Way To Go Home as Somebody Stole My Gal while she sung her Lullaby Of Leaves and he whispered Goodnight Irene.

He had then considered spending April In Portugal taking in his favourite show Unchained Melody but in contemplating Zing! Went The Strings Of My Heart sitting down his Black Russian for company allowing The Terry Theme From Limelight waft over him pondered his next move.

(c) Chris Black. August 2018

~The Poet’s Poet~

With special thanks to Chet Atkins all 20 tracks in Italics are original recordings from a CD titled Chet Atkins Zing! Went The Strings Of My Heart LTG 39577.

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