I remember

I remember, I remember
The cell where I was kept,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping while I slept.
It never came a wink too soon,
Nor brought too long a day.
It gave me light to dig a hole
And make my getaway.

I remember, I remember
How Lefty, Moe, and Dave
Would join with picks and shovels
And quietly we’d slave.
They stole them from the tool room.
We tunneled ‘neath the floor.
We dug from 1946
To 1964.

I remember, I remember
How we planned that wondrous day
When we’d break outside the prison walls
And make our getaway.
For all those years of hardship
Our spirits never downed…
But then we hit a water pipe
And very near got drowned.

I remember, I remember
The Warden’s anxious calls
As water flooded all the prison cells
And trickled through the halls.
He call me to his office.
I stood there, staunch and brave.
…And blamed the whole big bungle
On Lefty, Moe, and Dave.

Happy birthday, Dad.

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