ramblings and things
He was famous for being famous,
Nobody knew what he’d done:
Famous for being famous
That was good enough some.
And he was there at every function
Party, conference, Bar Mitzvah, barbecue
In fact if he wasn't there
It just wasn't classed as a do.
When asked why he was famous
He’d give an enigmatic smile
And the question was forgotten
In a very little while.
And then the police arrested him
On suspicion of a long past crime
And some said they’d had
Their suspicions all the time.
And then the police released him
With not stain on his name
People said no smoke
Without fire just the same.
He put his house Up For Sale
And then he was gone,
Just upped and packed his bags
And so very quietly moved on.
It was a seven day wonder
Talk of the villagre life
Until a local wprthy was found
In bed with the wrong wife
He'd been famous for being famous
But nobody knew why
And nobody ever found out
No matter how hard they tried.
Famous II