Wielder Of Words (Robard De Font Le Roy) Lyrics

Wielder of words is steeped within traditional verbs
And curiously a dented top hat
Discovered in the moonlit Laundromat

A busted cheroot is smoking on the heel of his boot
His opera is torn thru' the haste of operatic oyster
Eating evenings of waste

Sleek astrakhan, reclining on a chippendale stand
So sad they should be owning a man who's
Thicker than the forestry from where they began.
Robard de Font Le Roy