JOEY
The Boy Who Took Off
Joe was a butcher with blood on his hands
Mary, his wife was a baker
Together they owned a grocery store
On the corner of 6th and Jamaica
Now Mary ‘n Joe, bickered all day
Heaven knows they couldn’t stand each other
He sharpened his knife, cursing her way
She threatened to go live with her mother
One day he slipped up and cut off his finger
Mary found it sticking out of her dough
She thought it a pinkie but it was his ringer
So she baked it and fed it to Joe
Joey their son went to school until noon
Then he walked ten blocks to the store
three men on the news blasted off to the moon
The boy hated his life more ‘n more
On the 5th of May, I remember the day
He never showed up that afternoon
While his parents bickered and butchered away
Joey took off in a hot air balloon
And he never came back