Fat's,  Man

Fat's, Man

A Poem by Ted Kniffen

an early influence


Fats, Man 

Ain’t that a shame?


Fats for Pichon

Fats for Waller

Fat Tuesday

Louisiana creole



fourth grade educated

ice man’s helper


Walking to New Orleans


Dynamo domino effect

pounding the ivories

three bucks a Blue Monday



boogie-woogie, stride,

rhythm and blues.


wouldn’t leave

home is where

the heart resides


and the food

is better there.


Not even



I Hear You Knocking


Ninth Ward

Three pianos

Gold Records


Washed away.

© 2017 Ted Kniffen

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RIP Fats Domino . . . which brings to mind the song "My Little Margie" which he bellowed out in a gravelly growl . . . every time I was introduced as a kid, someone would belt out a few bars. I love the way you wove in the memories of the times, along with his musical legacy & personal history. Excellent tribute & thanks for sharing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Added on November 1, 2017
Last Updated on November 28, 2017