Bobby bond
There was a man whose memories were made up,
Of nothing.
He pushed the elevator button, and go home,
To nothing.
Yes his business had prospered but women get lonely sometimes, now she has the house
His son in college had dropped out,
To expand his mind.
And sarah, his daughter had not spoken to him.
Maybe he'd raised her the wrong way.
He wondered.
He checked his mailbox, with fingers a-tremblin'
No mail, from anyone.