How Could I Forget Mel Torme?

Photo Credit: Old Town Roasters

As we sit here among the millenials 

And the hip hop happy nexters 

a velvet fog comes floating down 

From the speakers hidden up there,

startled, delighted, suddenly thirty-five 

years younger, I look happily around, 

expecting other faces to register

the same ecstatic recognition,

but Torme is not Mogen David, 

Mel doesn't even run in that crowd 

he's Dom Perignon in a Waterford flute, 

which explains the complete lack of 

attention this crowd is giving to 

the mist wrapping its cool 

around their feet.

Photo Credit: www.crosscards.com

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