Anita Kerr

lounging about

in my room

with the

Anita Kerr Singers

with their

so soft voices

and mellow horns

in the background

 My grandmother probably

loved

this music

**it’s a crying shame

that her children

got rid of her stuff

and her husband’s as well

I can only imagine how many

amazing and cool

sweaters

were thrown out

or given to the

Salvation Army

my wardrobe could have

used them badly**

but

anyway

this music is so fine

and I feel warm caramel

down my spine

as I sit here not

doing not a thing

but listening

**I used to laugh at

Lawrence Welk

now I worship the man

he was so good**

Anita was whiter than white

close to translucent

but I love her all the same

so

with the mug to my lips

I think of her

in dazzling dresses

standing proud

in front of the

microphone

entertaining the

well over 60 folks

as the camera caught all of her

small steps

swaying to the music

Anita, God bless ya darling

you cannot be beat

tonight

or any old night

you do it for me

pleased

I snap my fingers

along with you and your

orchestra

if only I was born

in 1930

I could have been your

lovely and dapper

boyfriend

instead

I got stuck with the

nightmare that is

Madonna

so, thank you Miss Kerr

you’ve gone and made

this young man

rather happy tonight

and I can’t wait

for more