I was working on some cryptograms and came across a “crypto-family” puzzle titled Neil Diamond Songs. My pen flew across the paper, filling in “Holly Holy” “Sweet Caroline” and “September Morn” with barely a second glance. Suddenly I came to a complete stop, as I solved a song I probably hadn’t heard since it originally aired on the radio. And I couldn’t help belting out:
You don’t bring me flowers
You don’t sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore when I come through the door at the end of the day
Ah, those sweet, sad story songs. Pina Colada song, anyone?
Oh, come now. You can’t tell me that this little ditty by Kanye didn’t stir your poet’s soul in the same way:
Holla ‘We want pre-nup’
We want pre-nup, yeah!
It’s somethin’ that you need to have
‘Cause when she leaves your ass
She’s gonna leave with half