I’ve thought a lot
And thought some more
Of all the things
I’m thankful for
Not least of which
(I hope you knew)
My chance, each week,
To speak with you
For as I’ve heard
Some people say
A little rhyme
Can make your day
When many words
Are bilge and bile
Two rhyming words
Can make us smile
Or, if to thinking
You’re inclined
A thought
That hadn’t crossed your mind
How found and fortunate am I
I get to be that rhyming guy
That Little Joe
Could make this leap
Who took his radio to sleep
Who in his bedroom every day
Would practice calling play by play
With Philcos up on every shelf
He’s on the radio himself!
It puts me in a happy mood
Filled with grace and gratitude
So now I ask that all of you
Stop and do some thinking too
You’ll find, before you think too far
How fine and fortunate you are
