I was poor and I worked at a bookstore
for like $5 an hour
I was dating a gal who dressed
like Madonna in the eighties
(it was the eighties)
We went to see a band and we took a ton of mushrooms
and got super high
I got an idea in my head that Woody Allen
would help me with money!
I'd write a
Letter to Woody
like the Dylan song
but not to Woody Guthrie
but later I forgot about the idea
because I was pretty sure
it wouldn't work







