Keith Richards- Sir Author

 

(Sung to the tune of “Beast of Burden”)

 

 

 

I write for kids, and now I’m hurtin’.

 

I think of words and find my mind ain’t workin’

 

Kid’s books are for parents and their money will foresee…

 

 

 

I want them all to buy my pages

 

I know the words will live for ages

 

Even though my body died

 

It’s been in formaldehyde.

 

 

 

Can I spell enough?

 

I know that can be ruff.

 

I know that Mick can’t strut

 

To get me out, get me out, get me out

 

Of bad Goodreads.

 

 

 

I’ll always write with extreme exertion

 

And it’s for kids which could become a diversion

 

From the book I wrote that only said I was a huge druggy.

 

 

 

Kiddy, kiddy, kiddy, kiddy, it is Babylon

 

As soon as my daughter hits it big, we’ll own Amazon

 

Come on baby, can’t you see through to me…

 

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From an an early age I knew what I wanted to do. I've done radio, TV, stand-up, the stage, opera, written plays, musicals, creative director for an arts an entertainment magazine, owned nightclubs and restaurants. I'm a terrible business man. I host the morning show on C-96.7 KCIL, Houma, La. #RRBC

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