going to see the band “Santana”.
It was past our prime years,
and my wife and I needed potassium
as we watched and ate a bananna.
the music sounding soft and not loud.
I had to adjust my hearing aid
between my requent bathroom breaks
just to know what the song was about.
jumping up and down with the sounds.
Then my teeth falling out
of my mouth as people stared
and making me feel like a clown.
walking from the parking lot to the music court.
It was only half a block away
and I took off two hours early but I arrived late
and got a ticket for walking slow and had to go to court.
trying to get tickets and a meeting I had to arrange.
Heck, I was old fashion and didn’t know the price
when suddenly he said, “That will be two hundred,”
and from my hand I dropped all of my change.
being thristy for some beer and spitting out a twenty.
Then watching the waitress
with her double D forties
and answering,“Sir, your change is not any.”
falling asleep in the concert while it was on.
Only to wake up to the music of the brooms
as the cleanup crew did it’s job of waking us up
and polietly saying,"Sorry sir, Santana for three hours has been gone.
I think I remember,
I believe I remember,
Just wait a while and I’ll remember, okay.
Copyright 2008 Oscar Elizondo
Just a little humor to remember things from our past.