New York, New York

A tribute poem for the one and only Frank Sinatra :3

Frankie, please come back and play us another song.

From "The Way You Look Tonight" to "Luck be a Lady".

Your voice will always belong to New York and Chicago,

Remind the city that never sleeps that it was you who made it big.

 

When your voice met with an orchestra, you could fill the world with jazz.

You could simply add class to your resume,

It defined you and your voice, charmed every dame you met,

I for sure am your youngest fan, a broad of sorts that will forever fancy the Sinatra sound.

 

Frankie, your music still lives on, your still king of the hill,

A number one,

Top of the heap,

Singing New York, New York.

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

frank would have loved this...and i agree, he was the king of swing, the master