Contemplation time
As time called by to ask me
Why not walk out
Why not watch the sunrise
Why not sit in the garden
The why not and the why
All a matter of calculation
All a matter of pounds shillings and pence
All a matter of listening to the music
Then to walk the street as Arturo Bandini
Shuffle feet in the dust
Ruffle feathers as you must
Muffled against the upper crust
Daring to be just as unjust
He opened the door
Waved to his dear lady arriving
Together they popped the corks
Of quite ordinary champagne
Why not the way
As time called by
Along contemplation line
