cont...

And yet, and yet…

There’s that guy serving beer who hops,
A half-body builder, a hunky legless bartender
He’s gay in both ways, this happy hops hopper

And that nice girl who wheels by,
A funky punk without a hip or a care
She’s a hipless hipster, carefree in her chair

Both have felt loss but are not themselves lost
Can't woe-is-me too long if they can press on
They continue with a smile, and so will I
…once in a while