My Afternoon Light

[Brownlie]

'Write one right now' you say with a smile
As I pull pen and paper from out of a pile
I scribble some words and after a while
It forms in its own free flowing style
I try not to rush as the sun makes the climb
But I hastily write some ridiculous rhyme
Like stealing a salad from an insolent mime
Who's rolling around in a fuscia-green slime
I see you staring with cynical eyes
Until curiosity compels you to rise
To catch a quick peak and then criticize
My feeble attempt to improvise
'Now let me see it on the count of five'
But I snatch it away where your hand makes a dive
Suddenly, instantly, you understand I've
written something much more than mere moments contrive
I summon the courage before taking flight
Vulnerable to any venomous bite
To say nothing could bring me a greater delight
Than seeing you smile in this afternoon light

Better than a lot of raps. See Dr. Dre in the following: 'Never let me slip, ‘cause if I slip then I'm slippin'.