His Name Was Prince

I heard of him
when I was too young
to ride with Trojans
baby, he was much too fast
He was scandalous
but it was Saturday night
guess that makes it all right
so I danced

I believed him when he sang
and kept dancing
through purple rain
and thrilled when he told the world
sharing kisses and cream
under a blue light
on an continental
up to
and past
where I always gett off

his elevator has stopped
the world goes crazy
but he'll still keep us dancing

April 21, 2016

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