—written by Kathleen
Jess, the organ grinder
strolled up and down the street
children dancing at his feet
and when he stopped
the monkey swung
easily from his shoulders
wrapped around his feet
performing amazing feats
to the children’s great delight!
Attired in patchwork pants
a shirt with raggedy sleeves
Jess sought to please
bring some happiness
life’s sadness to briefly ease.
He was a happy man
with a lopsided grin
and while the monkey
danced and chattered
blues were scattered
like the pennies dropping
in his tin.
People gathered in the summer shade
to hear his Sunday serenade;
the tunes sometimes offbeat
were accompanied by clapping hands
and tapping feet
as Jess, the organ grinder
strolled up and down the street!
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