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He walked his usual walk,
along the promenade
and stopped to chat and talk
and taste some lemonade.
One day it did occur
that wheels would be the thing,
he asked and caused a stir
on that one day in Spring.
The drive was fairly long:
'please park between two straws,
you may not get it wrong
no sloppiness or flaws.'
Then came the FBI,
the CIA as well.
Are you that Aussie guy
by name of Say-It-Well?
They photographed his face
and took his prints, all ten;
then made a cast, in case
of toes and heels and then
a blood was quickly drawn
to check for HIV
and ascertain if brawn
could in an Aussie be.
The mayor's wife now chimed,
she asked to be picked up.
And with perfection timed
AJ said simply 'YUP'.
He held her hand to guide
an ample derrière,
in for the pleasant ride
and did not ask a fare.
He talked with sweetness then
and charmed her big,
a real gentleman,
picked up her wig
the one she'd dropped by chance
right on the street.
Before they all would glance
their eyes could meet.
She said, 'sweet hubby, dear
this man gets his permit, '
then whispered in his ear
'my man, you're really it.'
Each Tuesday right at five
he gets to drive this queen,
down to the show where live
young males be seen.
She took a fancy though
to AJS,
his words still make her glow
for that, God bless.
Now in the town Tweed Heads
folks stop and look with pride.
Past midnight, in their beds
they dream of that ONE ride
with this congenial bloke
who talks free verse
and never tells a joke
or shouts a curse.
We'll let him be, our friend,
enjoy his life.
He'll drive right to the end
the mayor's wife.
Could premonition know
that she will come?
Says Al the man's own crow
'like well aged rum',
she's smashing when she smiles
love at first sight,
they drive a hundred miles
to fly a kite.
The day will be too hot
in New South Wales,
but when they tie the knot
beneath the sails
of his own frigate bird,
(it sleeps fifteen) ,
the sound of waves is heard;
now close the screen.
Herbert Nehrlich
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