He remembers it like it were yesterday
Yesteryear rather
Might have been fine, fine music but the pong, that awful pong from the stranger’s feet standing alongside him remains in the memory, stronger than strong
What did a simple stranger do to make mesmerising music fall by the wayside, second place, slip-slide away
Stinky feet, that as soon as he returned home made him depend upon a fair amount of sea air so as to rid that feeling of putrid despair
Johnny Cash & June Carter may have been great
However, owing to the aforementioned memory legendary songs had no alternative but to dissipate
Too late now, dead & gone, Cash plays his tunes to the masses high above, oh so merry
Minus stinky feet
Dad’s happy to keep the memory