Kenny Three

He hails when you come by, laughs and hums and kids says it's all a lie, he keeps a cheerful home, to do's on yellow lists, always on the go, his life starts to fry, searching for what he's missed, some waste all their lives, others walk the stones, searching for a kiss, what they'd thrown before, forget the bitter times, when he forgets to piss, bars, rain, days of tides, dreams he can’t postpone, always glad to see you, happy that you called, whoever owns the night, or the stars like milk, makes you wonder why, his whole life has dipped