Clever Clever Boy

A clever clever boy He was a clever little boy A real studentan artiste So witty He could turn your words into puns Just like that, in a snap With his G I Joe hair Parted on the side like a loaf of bread Oozing self confidence Which felt like kryptonite to me at the time Probably still would Always reverential Especially to himself With his clever songs and cleverer titles A clever clever boy Did I mention that? He invited me into his home I accepted I was lost Trying to sober up Didn’t know where I was headed Where I was going or what it would look like if and when I got there Kept showing up at the job site out of habit Longing for that camaraderie that went down the drain With that last bottle of Absolute and the tin foil under the sink Haven’t seen the artiste in ages And that in itself Makes me happy Boarding school boys They like to bugger each other With hot pokers for all I care Guess there’s not much they can’t do They couldn’t swing if you hung em from a ladder