Troubadour

The troubadour from Liverpool

Cleared his throat, slaked his thirst and

Said he’d attended John Lennon’s school

His one-man band

Entertained us for time on end

With one favorite feeding the next

Til only with late reluctance, we left

Better than expected

Is what all of us said

Better than remembered

Is what we all meant

The traveling busker, the one with skill