Poetry Friday -- Ode to the First Weeks of School

Flickr Creative Commons Photo by Catrina Steams

Well, I’m a steamroller, baby
I’m bound to roll all over you
Yes, I’m a steamroller now, baby
I’m bound to roll all over you
I’m gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock ’n roll
And shoot you full of rhythm and blues

The rest of James Taylor's lyrics are here.

James Taylor with hair sings it here.

James Taylor without hair sings it here.

Commentary: It's the end of the first full week of school. Need I say more? 

...I didn't think so.

Looking forward to the long weekend.

Tricia, at The Miss Rumphius Effect, is rounding us up, in spite of being in her sixth day of no electricity. Talk about being steamrolled! And Irene-rolled, too!