For Clyde

I had this Lead Man, named Clyde Sparks, who always referred to people as monkeys in suits, so this is for him:

For Clyde

The mustachioed organ grinder
and his hire-suited charge
cavorted at the waterfront
beside a rotting barge

And when the day was over
each received his due
the man he kept the cup of coins
the monkey kept the fruit

I was never sure when it was done
and we divided up the loot
whether it was I that ground the organ
or wore the monkey suit.