The world is full of Freds and Fredericks
and every other variation,
but here, in curls of astrakhan
with waving tail of shredded rope,
he casts his jet black button eyes
across the park as I approach,
and for today
he is the only Fred.
The world is full of Freds and Fredericks
and every other variation,
but here, in curls of astrakhan
with waving tail of shredded rope,
he casts his jet black button eyes
across the park as I approach,
and for today
he is the only Fred.