Carmel Swirl

Now this is the story of a girl named Carmel Swirl

Left a party with her head in a Tilt-a-Whirl

Went downstairs to hail herself a cab

And decided “Hey walking would be fab”

She walked on down to the subway train

All the while cursing from drinkin’ too much grain

Suddenly she found herself sitting on a stoop

And out of her mouth-chunky yogurt soup

She lifted her head and wiped her chin

And mosied on down with a satisfied grin

She no longer had a stomach in a whirl

And this is the beginning of a girl named Carmel Swirl

The moral of the story you might not know

But Carmel Swirl and grain surely do not go

For this little action, she surely did pay

She was sent away to college the very next day

The campus was filled with all kinds-unknown

Her mother was convinced “Finally she’d be grown”

Carmel Swirl looked around and what did she see

Too many Docksiding, J. Crewed yuppies

“Oh, my God,” she said as she walked around

There were no freaks or artists to be found

She was laughed at and ridiculed because she was one

“Get some new clothes and stop being a bum”

Her dorm room was decorated with faces of the beat

English was her favorite where she didn’t have to cheat

Shakespearean Sonnets filled her head with romance

To the rhythm of the words, she started to dance

On and on she was in search of some poets

Came upon a few but surely did not know it

Until one day she met the guys down the hall

A pot-smoking bunch with the knowledge of all

They pulled out a six-foot bong named Godzilla

Carmel Swirl did a hit-found her head on a pilla

She was in her element and therefore did see

Carmel Swirl quoting her original poetry

The guys all stood up and scrambled to their desks

Out came their souls from the bottom of their breasts

They rhymed and they reasoned with their emotions colored blue

They laughed and they chatted and did bong hits till 2

Carmel Swirl thanked them and stumbled to her room

Her heart beating fast and head in full zoom

Finally, she bonded with some poets of her kind

And together they continued thru years of college grind

Chatting and laughing-developing their art

This she’ll never change- it’s part of her heart.