Dear Pugsy by Bowling Green
Pugsy, you ol' fool,
I see you there, unaware setting out to find love without a care.
for what obstacles and challenges might possibly be ahead of you?
You just may see her one day
sitting on a park bench
Or maybe at the store
buying a shiny new wrench
Or at the zoo
Or a ball game yelling “woo-hoo”
Or even at the food mart
Looking ever so intelligently go-get’em smart
And you may be too nervous
to say hello from the get going start
You may see her tomorrow, along your way
It is something to think Pugsy, who knows…
you may meet her soon, maybe even today!!!
You’ll likely meet tall ones,
short ones,
crafty ones,
dafty ones,
large hearted dreamers
and small hearted large tempered steamers.
Some you'll meet may upbeat and carry a great dream
from their head down to their feet.
as they walk merrily down the street.
Some may be dirty,
others quite neat.
Some may be bitter,
others quite sweet.
And some just aren’t the right sort of kind
They might be fun and may seem like a find,
But you'll soon shortly discover that they're not too awfully refined.
And maybe not for you and that’s okay too
Pugsy, you’ll likely get mixed up and confused,
kicked to the curb as if completely used.
It’ll happen from day-to-day
and it will hurt in a big kind of way.
that will certainly lead you astray one frightening day
and you will find yourself thinking feeling down is the best and only kind of way.
You’ll slumber still sitting hanging around,
beating your head against the rock hard ground.
hopelessly your heart’s sinking while yet still tragically beating
as you lie there stunned completely disbelieving,
That dreadful hurt-filled feeling abounds
as your whole world turns upside down
and spins three and a half quarters,
turned right side round.
You’ll sadly be laying in bed,
or sipping drinks at a bar,
or staring blankly at a yellow and red brick wall
just wondering if it was you that caused this great big fall
And down and down you start to feel
rolling around life’s great misery wheel
unable to trust,
or possibly, not wanting to feel…
And when it goes bad
you'll be un-gladly sad
And you'll think,
and think,
and drink,
and think,
and think while having a drink,
and drink while having a great long think.
You'll stare at pictures of the past
filled with so much happiness that did not last.
Why can't I forget?
Why can't I move on?
So much thought you'll waste
So much of your world has gone wrong
So much of your time has left you now
and is now....completely and regrettably…GONE!!
But WAIT, you’re smart, much smarter than that!!
To let some gal put you in that sad sap of a trap
Life is much too short for all of that...
Cheer up and put on your clever guy thinking cap
And know that you are here to learn
and most importantly....to grow.
Some will leave you seeing bigger taller stronger types
Others will keep believing and stick around when times are frightfully tight
Some will leave you for no reason at all
Looking perhaps to dance at a bigger better dancing ball
while not realizing you for who you really are!
But love goes both ways too it seems
fathoming out of silencing dreams...
Sometimes it is simple... Simply not meant to be.
You'll find it hard to leave
You'll start to grieve as your foot falls past her door
as she lies curled and crying lying on the floor
She is not a good match for you,
and doubly true, you are not a good match for her too.
Breaking a heart you'll find is not a fun or an easy thing to do.
Your heart, you see, it beats and beats,
faster and faster amidst love's heat.
full of secrets and hopes untold,
and so bounteous in its capacity for love to hold...
The heart will grow and develop with all the experience it soon envelops,
or shrink with sorrow hardened by a lack of hope for tomorrow.
The heart you'll soon discover: it hopes. it grieves. it longs…it still continues to believe.
You'll soon find that...
Love might make you needy,
Love might make you clingy,
perhaps a bit seedy
and most definitely affectionately greedy
Chances you take in life be bold or slim,
Some with happy outcomes, some with slightly all but so very grim.
Chance One
or Chance Two
Regret One,
or live to regret a great and many few.
Life's true regrets are chances you never took,
So stop, catch your breath, take a chance,
and for crying out-loud......look!!
Life goes by way ohh so quick,
So don't you regret the chance you wish you took!!!
AND so it goes as you drift on...
Time moves both short and long
and steams forward ahead
continuously chugging right on along
Maybe not now,
Maybe not then,
Maybe Who knows...
Maybe you'll never see her again.
And maybe it is for later and that may be somewhat a nice lie,
All we are guaranteed in life is that we give it our best good-guy-try.
Just try and try again,
Until you are red in the face and your whole body is blue,
and you are worn down and all the way through
and one day you may find someone that is ever so great,
and is truly...just for you.
Put on your good Pugsy brown dress shoes,
And tie up your best matching tie,
Give it your best good guy full effort-filled try.
Take her out and pay the bill when you can
open her doors with your door opening hands,
Be the best good guy that I know you are still
And perhaps one day, it will pay off, maybe...just maybe it will!!
Unless it doesn't...
You may slowly realize after many a teardrop has fallen from your now more experienced eyes
spent a lifetime hopefully gazing to our ancient star-filled skies
You'll wait.
and wait.
and hate the wait.
and wait some more.
and stop...
to wait,
so you can wait some more,
or stop to wait to see just what’s in store
or for what's behind the very next door…
Some may just string you along
making hope far from nearly all but gone
And you'll soon find that you'll replay and rewind
all the 'what if's' and the 'had I's', and the 'should, or the would...or still, could I's'
and of course the maybe's...
maybe she’ll stay,
or maybe she'll go
maybe she'll be your next
or maybe your chance has already left
or maybe she's greater than the greatest best-est of the best,
and through and through different from all the rest!!
But maybe.... she's not.
just a whole lot like the poor lot full of the rest
Maybe not for you...and that's okay too.
Maybe...it is time for you to move on the next
and "maybe" swiftly becomes the word you'll live to contest
Sometimes you’ll find yourself just red in the face
Mad at the whole damned human race!
She chose him over me!!
“Not me, but him”, you’ll exclaim angered with cast off shame
Him?! The man with the surly two faced grin
Him?! Who is half drunk on boozy-filled gin
Him?! The man who belongs in the two cent discount bin
Him?! The jerkiest Jerk of planet Earth
And now in your mind is where she may continually resides
Rent free and stifled for some undetermined quantity of time
with the address of simply: 1 Hopelessly Disenchanted Mind.
But remember Pugsy:
It's not ALL that bad, or rough, or mixed up tossed up in the air, and sad...
Some will make you laugh in a big big way.
Some will make you to hit the road after one single day.
Some you will cry for.
Others you may want to die for.
Others you will write mile high love letters in the sky for.
Some will grow mean and others will grow grand.
Some will make you sing sad-hearted songs that you'll write in your rockin' blues band.
Some will be there for you through and through
Others will leave you stuck without a clue
And one...one might just be right...just right for you out of so many there are you can choose
She’ll make you forget about all the ones that made you sing the blues!!
There are so many from which you can choose.
So much to hope for and so much you can lose.
I guarantee you will be down a day and two,
and flying sky high in the clouds again three nights straight through,
And down another five thousand three hundred and forty two
Riding high and low roller coaster rides in your head
that seem too strange, too bumpy, and sometimes, too frightful for you.
And you may fall hard and call her all day
No doubt Pugsy that pushes her away
For some have been lied to and used,
some thoroughly and utterly abused
Some have their shields up from all those rough grizzled strays
from her earlier younger, maybe, more...regretful....learning days
And she will surely not stay on this call too much of a day!!
You'll often forget that most important place
that place known simply as: space
time alone and time to think
time with friends and time to just simply blink
Time to build you two stronger than before
to build your foundation on a much sturdier floor
But, you'll most likely forget this over and again
and your heart will strain, and suffer, and take a long time to mend.
You’ll lose sleep at night
And gain weight during the days
You’ll spend your time in gyms
And try to keep all your worries away
All this grief and for what???!!
You’ll ask your buddies just what to do
And some may help, and others are just as confused
And just as used or just as blue, or possibly just untrue
Some are smart and will show you some know how
Some may wish luck and gracefully bow out
Others will lead you astray without a doubt,
Some friends may leave you after a love challenged bout
It hurts and it is a gamble every time.
Sometimes love will taste great like fantastic chilled wine,
others like a brown blue green three-hundred-day-old lime
And often, you may feel stuck
Stuck in a rut and rut-fully stuck
Stuck...stuck....stuck
And soon you may start to compare...
My friends are so far along
My friends are already there!!!"
Meanwhile you're back at the starting line
or shortly thereafter, but still very far behind.
And being left by those so far ahead creates an unspoken eerie dread
that causes you to think sad frightful thoughts in your now tired lonesome head.
Some days you will lose hope and it may be hard to bear
You will lay in bed wearing a pair of three day old underwear
Sometimes love will get your mind
in such a strange and troublesome bind
making a sane thought difficult and hard to find.
Other days you’ll feel grand, being alone is no reason to be sad,
Don’t be mad or sad.
It is a great time to feel...glad...which is exactly just the opposite of sad!!!
There is no break necking race at some predestined pace
There are no great reasons to sing the blues
You're free to go tap dancing any day you choose
You're single, that is most definitely and unbelievably true.
Congrats on being an awesome single guy version of YOU!!
For you are your own great man
A Pugsy with a great big wonderful plan
Go out now and you can dress how you like
Hang out with your cool buddy Mike
Do now whatever you want and whatever you like
Make some stories and have a blast
Maybe love is not the right time,
leave all of that grief in the past!!!
Throw off your love sick cast
Go out now while you still have the chance
In fact, live today like it’s your very last!!!
Keep your confidence high and aspire to seek out those you truly desire
For demand for you is most certainly sky high
and YOU my friend are in a short, one-guy, Pugsy very limited supply!!!
Remember to stay super cool, smooth, and groovy
make your story a great big Pugsy fantastic Movie!!!
Have a dream,
create your own life's vision
Live life by your own staggeringly beautiful and uniquely stunning mission.
One constant that should always ring true:
Always work to be the best version....of you!
And still you'll find: Love is hard work!
But hard work NOT just for you, but hard work for you TWO!
It's a traveled two way street for which both of you must stretch your two walking feet.
And be it said to never forget when you fall hard from your feet
on this bumpy uphill mountain of a street,
love is simply the hardest AND the easiest thing of them all!!
Sometimes you’ll find her leaving
Making you distraught and hopelessly dreaming
Uncertain and absolutely disbelieving
Anger filled and rage-stew steaming
And you may find yourself outside her house
Holding a boom-box up like a timid little mouse
while shouting to the night
“what is all this leaving just about, this doesn't seem quite right!!”
You will be sad when the outcome is blue
In the long run, be glad that the experience came through
You learned some of the rights and some of the wrongs
You have experience now to make you much more strong
You may not always have to sing a sad, sad love song
The wait may be short ....but.... it may be long.
One day it may happen Pugsy, you will be as high as a kite
Announcing to the world with all your might
that you no longer have the no-love-in-my-life sort of fright
You see her for your first
And time may stand still
your heart will flutter
And you’ll feel quite strangely ill
The room may spin like a merry-go-round
While your heart bottoms to the ground
And you may catch a smile that you’ve only dreamed about for such a great long while.
All this heartbreak and grief for NOT
You’ve learned so much now to give her your best shot!!!
And who knows, maybe one day love may grow
And you’ll want to announce it from the tallest mountain
or perhaps you'll get married surrounded by friends around the family rock fountain.
So whether you love for a week or a year
Or a decade times four plus three thousand and thirty-two beers
Loves out there for you I dare do say…..
Possibly, just possibly…
Waiting on a bench
or buying a wrench
or at the store
or just hoping for something more
She's out there maybe for you…
Just waiting for her own dreams of you to come true!!!
By: Bowling Green
pugsylives@gmail.com
Inspired by Dr. Seuss's "Oh the Places You'll Go".
Pugsy, you ol' fool,
I see you there, unaware setting out to find love without a care.
for what obstacles and challenges might possibly be ahead of you?
You just may see her one day
sitting on a park bench
Or maybe at the store
buying a shiny new wrench
Or at the zoo
Or a ball game yelling “woo-hoo”
Or even at the food mart
Looking ever so intelligently go-get’em smart
And you may be too nervous
to say hello from the get going start
You may see her tomorrow, along your way
It is something to think Pugsy, who knows…
you may meet her soon, maybe even today!!!
You’ll likely meet tall ones,
short ones,
crafty ones,
dafty ones,
large hearted dreamers
and small hearted large tempered steamers.
Some you'll meet may upbeat and carry a great dream
from their head down to their feet.
as they walk merrily down the street.
Some may be dirty,
others quite neat.
Some may be bitter,
others quite sweet.
And some just aren’t the right sort of kind
They might be fun and may seem like a find,
But you'll soon shortly discover that they're not too awfully refined.
And maybe not for you and that’s okay too
Pugsy, you’ll likely get mixed up and confused,
kicked to the curb as if completely used.
It’ll happen from day-to-day
and it will hurt in a big kind of way.
that will certainly lead you astray one frightening day
and you will find yourself thinking feeling down is the best and only kind of way.
You’ll slumber still sitting hanging around,
beating your head against the rock hard ground.
hopelessly your heart’s sinking while yet still tragically beating
as you lie there stunned completely disbelieving,
That dreadful hurt-filled feeling abounds
as your whole world turns upside down
and spins three and a half quarters,
turned right side round.
You’ll sadly be laying in bed,
or sipping drinks at a bar,
or staring blankly at a yellow and red brick wall
just wondering if it was you that caused this great big fall
And down and down you start to feel
rolling around life’s great misery wheel
unable to trust,
or possibly, not wanting to feel…
And when it goes bad
you'll be un-gladly sad
And you'll think,
and think,
and drink,
and think,
and think while having a drink,
and drink while having a great long think.
You'll stare at pictures of the past
filled with so much happiness that did not last.
Why can't I forget?
Why can't I move on?
So much thought you'll waste
So much of your world has gone wrong
So much of your time has left you now
and is now....completely and regrettably…GONE!!
But WAIT, you’re smart, much smarter than that!!
To let some gal put you in that sad sap of a trap
Life is much too short for all of that...
Cheer up and put on your clever guy thinking cap
And know that you are here to learn
and most importantly....to grow.
Some will leave you seeing bigger taller stronger types
Others will keep believing and stick around when times are frightfully tight
Some will leave you for no reason at all
Looking perhaps to dance at a bigger better dancing ball
while not realizing you for who you really are!
But love goes both ways too it seems
fathoming out of silencing dreams...
Sometimes it is simple... Simply not meant to be.
You'll find it hard to leave
You'll start to grieve as your foot falls past her door
as she lies curled and crying lying on the floor
She is not a good match for you,
and doubly true, you are not a good match for her too.
Breaking a heart you'll find is not a fun or an easy thing to do.
Your heart, you see, it beats and beats,
faster and faster amidst love's heat.
full of secrets and hopes untold,
and so bounteous in its capacity for love to hold...
The heart will grow and develop with all the experience it soon envelops,
or shrink with sorrow hardened by a lack of hope for tomorrow.
The heart you'll soon discover: it hopes. it grieves. it longs…it still continues to believe.
You'll soon find that...
Love might make you needy,
Love might make you clingy,
perhaps a bit seedy
and most definitely affectionately greedy
Chances you take in life be bold or slim,
Some with happy outcomes, some with slightly all but so very grim.
Chance One
or Chance Two
Regret One,
or live to regret a great and many few.
Life's true regrets are chances you never took,
So stop, catch your breath, take a chance,
and for crying out-loud......look!!
Life goes by way ohh so quick,
So don't you regret the chance you wish you took!!!
AND so it goes as you drift on...
Time moves both short and long
and steams forward ahead
continuously chugging right on along
Maybe not now,
Maybe not then,
Maybe Who knows...
Maybe you'll never see her again.
And maybe it is for later and that may be somewhat a nice lie,
All we are guaranteed in life is that we give it our best good-guy-try.
Just try and try again,
Until you are red in the face and your whole body is blue,
and you are worn down and all the way through
and one day you may find someone that is ever so great,
and is truly...just for you.
Put on your good Pugsy brown dress shoes,
And tie up your best matching tie,
Give it your best good guy full effort-filled try.
Take her out and pay the bill when you can
open her doors with your door opening hands,
Be the best good guy that I know you are still
And perhaps one day, it will pay off, maybe...just maybe it will!!
Unless it doesn't...
You may slowly realize after many a teardrop has fallen from your now more experienced eyes
spent a lifetime hopefully gazing to our ancient star-filled skies
You'll wait.
and wait.
and hate the wait.
and wait some more.
and stop...
to wait,
so you can wait some more,
or stop to wait to see just what’s in store
or for what's behind the very next door…
Some may just string you along
making hope far from nearly all but gone
And you'll soon find that you'll replay and rewind
all the 'what if's' and the 'had I's', and the 'should, or the would...or still, could I's'
and of course the maybe's...
maybe she’ll stay,
or maybe she'll go
maybe she'll be your next
or maybe your chance has already left
or maybe she's greater than the greatest best-est of the best,
and through and through different from all the rest!!
But maybe.... she's not.
just a whole lot like the poor lot full of the rest
Maybe not for you...and that's okay too.
Maybe...it is time for you to move on the next
and "maybe" swiftly becomes the word you'll live to contest
Sometimes you’ll find yourself just red in the face
Mad at the whole damned human race!
She chose him over me!!
“Not me, but him”, you’ll exclaim angered with cast off shame
Him?! The man with the surly two faced grin
Him?! Who is half drunk on boozy-filled gin
Him?! The man who belongs in the two cent discount bin
Him?! The jerkiest Jerk of planet Earth
And now in your mind is where she may continually resides
Rent free and stifled for some undetermined quantity of time
with the address of simply: 1 Hopelessly Disenchanted Mind.
But remember Pugsy:
It's not ALL that bad, or rough, or mixed up tossed up in the air, and sad...
Some will make you laugh in a big big way.
Some will make you to hit the road after one single day.
Some you will cry for.
Others you may want to die for.
Others you will write mile high love letters in the sky for.
Some will grow mean and others will grow grand.
Some will make you sing sad-hearted songs that you'll write in your rockin' blues band.
Some will be there for you through and through
Others will leave you stuck without a clue
And one...one might just be right...just right for you out of so many there are you can choose
She’ll make you forget about all the ones that made you sing the blues!!
There are so many from which you can choose.
So much to hope for and so much you can lose.
I guarantee you will be down a day and two,
and flying sky high in the clouds again three nights straight through,
And down another five thousand three hundred and forty two
Riding high and low roller coaster rides in your head
that seem too strange, too bumpy, and sometimes, too frightful for you.
And you may fall hard and call her all day
No doubt Pugsy that pushes her away
For some have been lied to and used,
some thoroughly and utterly abused
Some have their shields up from all those rough grizzled strays
from her earlier younger, maybe, more...regretful....learning days
And she will surely not stay on this call too much of a day!!
You'll often forget that most important place
that place known simply as: space
time alone and time to think
time with friends and time to just simply blink
Time to build you two stronger than before
to build your foundation on a much sturdier floor
But, you'll most likely forget this over and again
and your heart will strain, and suffer, and take a long time to mend.
You’ll lose sleep at night
And gain weight during the days
You’ll spend your time in gyms
And try to keep all your worries away
All this grief and for what???!!
You’ll ask your buddies just what to do
And some may help, and others are just as confused
And just as used or just as blue, or possibly just untrue
Some are smart and will show you some know how
Some may wish luck and gracefully bow out
Others will lead you astray without a doubt,
Some friends may leave you after a love challenged bout
It hurts and it is a gamble every time.
Sometimes love will taste great like fantastic chilled wine,
others like a brown blue green three-hundred-day-old lime
And often, you may feel stuck
Stuck in a rut and rut-fully stuck
Stuck...stuck....stuck
And soon you may start to compare...
My friends are so far along
My friends are already there!!!"
Meanwhile you're back at the starting line
or shortly thereafter, but still very far behind.
And being left by those so far ahead creates an unspoken eerie dread
that causes you to think sad frightful thoughts in your now tired lonesome head.
Some days you will lose hope and it may be hard to bear
You will lay in bed wearing a pair of three day old underwear
Sometimes love will get your mind
in such a strange and troublesome bind
making a sane thought difficult and hard to find.
Other days you’ll feel grand, being alone is no reason to be sad,
Don’t be mad or sad.
It is a great time to feel...glad...which is exactly just the opposite of sad!!!
There is no break necking race at some predestined pace
There are no great reasons to sing the blues
You're free to go tap dancing any day you choose
You're single, that is most definitely and unbelievably true.
Congrats on being an awesome single guy version of YOU!!
For you are your own great man
A Pugsy with a great big wonderful plan
Go out now and you can dress how you like
Hang out with your cool buddy Mike
Do now whatever you want and whatever you like
Make some stories and have a blast
Maybe love is not the right time,
leave all of that grief in the past!!!
Throw off your love sick cast
Go out now while you still have the chance
In fact, live today like it’s your very last!!!
Keep your confidence high and aspire to seek out those you truly desire
For demand for you is most certainly sky high
and YOU my friend are in a short, one-guy, Pugsy very limited supply!!!
Remember to stay super cool, smooth, and groovy
make your story a great big Pugsy fantastic Movie!!!
Have a dream,
create your own life's vision
Live life by your own staggeringly beautiful and uniquely stunning mission.
One constant that should always ring true:
Always work to be the best version....of you!
And still you'll find: Love is hard work!
But hard work NOT just for you, but hard work for you TWO!
It's a traveled two way street for which both of you must stretch your two walking feet.
And be it said to never forget when you fall hard from your feet
on this bumpy uphill mountain of a street,
love is simply the hardest AND the easiest thing of them all!!
Sometimes you’ll find her leaving
Making you distraught and hopelessly dreaming
Uncertain and absolutely disbelieving
Anger filled and rage-stew steaming
And you may find yourself outside her house
Holding a boom-box up like a timid little mouse
while shouting to the night
“what is all this leaving just about, this doesn't seem quite right!!”
You will be sad when the outcome is blue
In the long run, be glad that the experience came through
You learned some of the rights and some of the wrongs
You have experience now to make you much more strong
You may not always have to sing a sad, sad love song
The wait may be short ....but.... it may be long.
One day it may happen Pugsy, you will be as high as a kite
Announcing to the world with all your might
that you no longer have the no-love-in-my-life sort of fright
You see her for your first
And time may stand still
your heart will flutter
And you’ll feel quite strangely ill
The room may spin like a merry-go-round
While your heart bottoms to the ground
And you may catch a smile that you’ve only dreamed about for such a great long while.
All this heartbreak and grief for NOT
You’ve learned so much now to give her your best shot!!!
And who knows, maybe one day love may grow
And you’ll want to announce it from the tallest mountain
or perhaps you'll get married surrounded by friends around the family rock fountain.
So whether you love for a week or a year
Or a decade times four plus three thousand and thirty-two beers
Loves out there for you I dare do say…..
Possibly, just possibly…
Waiting on a bench
or buying a wrench
or at the store
or just hoping for something more
She's out there maybe for you…
Just waiting for her own dreams of you to come true!!!
By: Bowling Green
pugsylives@gmail.com
Inspired by Dr. Seuss's "Oh the Places You'll Go".