A sodden song for a day of hail here in Mendonesia.

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Words: F the Ineffable
Tune: Kodachrome,© 1973, Paul Simon


When I think back on all the crap I learned at Berkeley
It's a wonder I can think at all
But my over - education hasn't hurt me none
I can still whup you-all’s ass at pickleball.

Instagram
It gives us those nice white people
Everyone’s always smiling
Even though it’s hailing on a sunny day, oh yeah

I got me an iPhone 7
I love to take a photograph
So Papa, don't take my Instagram away

If you took all the guys I screwed when I was horny
And brought 'em all together for one night
I know we’re too old to practice procreation
And they’d rather all play fiddle tunes than fight

Instagram
It gives us those nice white people
Everyone’s always smiling
Everyone loves each other on a sunny day, oh yeah

I got an iPhone 7
I love to take a photograph
So Papa, don't take my Instagram away
Papa, don't take my Instagram away
Papa, don't take my Instagram away
Papa, don't take my Instagram away


Full disclosure: I’ve never played pickleball. I doubt I could distinguish a pickleball from any other kind of ball. But it rhymes. And scans. Please do not revoke my poetic license. - F.