ODE TO SIMONE FELICE

 THE DAY STARTED OUT
WITH A SMILE ON IT'S FACE

AS THE SUN WOKE THE
VILLAGE OF LAUGHARNE

EXPECTANCE WAS HIGH
ON THE FANS WITH GOOD TASTE

AND THE TICKET SAID
WEAR SOMETHING WARM

SO WE ALL MADE OUR
WAY TO THE OLD TIN SHED

SOME WITH CHAIRS,
UMBRELLAS AND COATS

AND THE RAIN CLOUDS
STARTED GATHERING

ABOUT A MILE AND A
HALF DOWN THE ROAD

THE BAND THEY ARRIVED
IN A VOLKSWAGON VAN

TINTED WINDOWS TO
BLOCK OUT THE SUN

AND WE SET UP THE
GEAR IN T-SHIRTS AND SHORTS

MAKING SURE THEY HAD
A GOOD SOUND

AND WE ALL VOWED THE
RAIN WOULD NOT COME

THE PERFORMANCE WOULD
BE IN THE DRY

BUT SHORTLY AFTER
SEVEN O'CLOCK

THE AUDIENCE LOOKED
TO THE SKY

ODD SHOWERS FOUGHT
WITH THE EARLIER ACTS

AS MORE CLOUDS ROLLED
IN FROM THE SEA

THE AUDIENCE
CLUSTERED LIKE SHEEP IN A PEN

AS DRIPS FELL INTO
THEIR BEERS

IN BUCKSKIN JACKET
SIMONE FELICE ARRIVED

HE STARED AT THE SKY
NOT AFRAID

TUNED HIS GUITAR AND
BEAT ON HIS DRUM

AND TORE INTO “ HEY
BOBBY RAY”