A man with pen, paper, and glasses, They call him the man from Lampasas,
One day hit the road, And was hit by a note, To write down some lines for the masses.
That note had been struck, which is funny, By humour—what luck!—on the dunny.
There he picked up the thread, For a poem, to clad,
His thoughts (to whatever devoted),
In the rhymes he so artfully noted.—
— Carla Fischer carlafischer.tumblr.com