January: Year-day 17

 
                                     
                                         
January: Year-day 17

Ev'rybody likes me.  Haa.  Sure seems strange!
I'm no one special.  Just try to be fair.
Still, much of my person is out of range
for most.  Something's hot in the West Bend air?!

"Can you call the fire department?"  "What's wrong?"
"Gail's car is on fire!"  "Where is it?"  "Out front!"
"Okay."  Was only warming up.  Too long?
Red-hot manifold.  Shouldn't.  Civic punt.

Ev'rybody likes me.  I have/ a way
with words.  Sometimes words/ have a way with me.
Sometimes my image-maker gets the runs.

I'm no one special.  Follow me a day.
I'm a lot of specials.  I told you.  See.
You didn't ring?  Didn't pay a cent?  Sons!

-