Follow the trail of fall footsteps   And find your spot on top of the fence.   It’s your best self defense.   Just find a rhyme and drop your pen in a drink.   And carry on without so much as a wink.   Oh, but what will the neighbors think?   But there is still something happening here.   That won’t further your career   Pontificator of the year.      He said, “Take me out to the end of town   and drop me off at the lost and found.   And tell everyone just keep waving to the crowd.”      Up every night until midnight hour   Staring out at the pale watchtower   She said she still look deadbeat tired.   She keeps her hands tight on his chest   In case his heart jumps out. What a mess.   Don’t want to ruin those Sunday’s best tonight.      He said, “Take me out to the end of town    and drop me off at the lost and found.    And tell everyone just keep waving to the crowd.”    He says out loud, “Take me out to the end of town    and drop me off at the lost and found.    And tell everyone just keep waving to the crowd.”