Dee-cember Song (12 invites left).
DEE-CEMBER SONG
Apologies to Maxwell Anderson & Kurt Weill
Well, it’s a long, long time
From May to Dee-Cember
But the days grow short
When you pass November
And my empty In Box
Turns my hair to gray.
And I haven’t got time
For the wait list game.
And the mails dwindle down
To a precious few . . .
September . . . Dee-Cember
And these few precious days
I think of you.
These Dee-Cember days
I think of you.
