Today he looked at me
Through his crooked glasses frame
And when he said, “hi, Lee”
I almost forgot my eggplant-potato salad.
I think he knows about my nose,
Let’s hope he passes over it.
“There are in this world stranger things,”
Says a stranger, “than to have a kangaroo nose,”
But if Benny knew I think he’d mind
That deep inside my rigid make up case
Contained below the cosmic cosmetics
And other contents of every kind and sort,
There is an extra crocodile with long ears.
His leg is broken and he cannot swim
To peek his head above the liquid lipstick.
But even if his leg were healed,
I think his ears would still look funny.
Everything else is in order—
Except that I forgot again to tip the door man…
With the golden token…
And the yellow bow tie.
“THE MAN WITH THE YELLOW BOW TIE”