I had a chat with Sinatra last night. He was singing those songs over and over again. I was just waiting for the guy in the white shirt to come out with the checkered tablecloths! I told him that back in the day, I was known as Ole’ Blue Eyes. Later on in life I had to wear one inch thick eyeglasses (that I invented, by the way) that diminished the intensity of the color – but the baby blues were still singing!
So, dear reader, who’s got the better eyes? Your friend Benny or this Franky-come-lately?
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