Mark A. Mandel © 2003
Ttto Mister Sandman by Pat Ballard
Mister Sandman, come down my street,
Help me get out so I can buy food to eat.
I've been snowed in here for nearly a week
And this diet of blue cheese and oatmeal's getting mighty bleak.
In old ballads the man who follows the plow
Is a farmer, but in this suburb no way, nohow.
Icy roads are not a treat.
Mister Sandman, come down my street!
last modified 2003-03-26