Fire Poem by G. Silver

PC, PC, SVP!
Follow the words to the Sargasso Sea,
Saigon! Bombay!
The Cubs! Hooray!
(They tell me that Rome was not built in a day)
RCA and all the rest,
Mr. Guess, I must digress,
These minds upon which you impress,
Are not arcane - so let them rest.

I'm glad I said that, aren't you?
(I never heard a lie so true)
If there's a way, I don't know how,
And love's not gone,
It's here and now.

Hello? Hello? Are you in there?
The icy, continental stare,
Says: do I dare?
And do I dare?
I do not think you even care.
(I do not think I dare)

There are two things you must aspire,
Not to fall and not to tire,
Walking on the tightrope wire.
(Do you eat men like fire?)