JOEY

The Boy Who Took Off

Joe was a butcher with blood on his hands

Mary, his wife was a baker

Together they owned a grocery store

On the corner of 6th and Jamaica

Now Mary ‘n Joe, bickered all day

Heaven knows they couldn’t stand each other

He sharpened his knife, cursing her way

She threatened to go live with her mother

One day he slipped up and cut off his finger

Mary found it sticking out of her dough

She thought it a pinkie but it was his ringer

So she baked it and fed it to Joe

Joey their son went to school until noon

Then he walked ten blocks to the store

three men on the news blasted off to the moon

The boy hated his life more ‘n more

On the 5th of May, I remember the day

He never showed up that afternoon

While his parents bickered and butchered away

Joey took off in a hot air balloon

And he never came back