Burberry Flagship Store ~ 57th Street, New York, NY

BURBERRY
(Ode For John)

When ever I dress up in plaid
It seems to drive the men, just mad.
I wear my kilts above my knees
I'm old, but do just as I please

Though women frown and turn away
The men all ask, "Come out and play"
They think I will, but they are wrong
I wait instead, to hear your song

For when I do, it lights my fuse
You're my official Scottish Muse
A soldier who can play and sing
Well – that is damn near everything

A Jewish girl like me could want
I also like your nice big font
So in my kilt, I sing your praise
You brighten up my nights and day

But now I must run off to work
The landlord knocks, I feel him lurk
and I have many bills to pay
But I'll be back to hear you play

And dream of one more special thing
In person, I will hear you sing.