Poetry       Miss Heather By Hollywood Don She came into our lives one day, as we were doin' the tomahawk chop. Brought our beer with a big old smile, and cooled us down cause we were hot. She's got a bunch of friends both near and far with her charm, it never stops. Don't see her as much as we'd like these days, Oh, remind me to check on Pop's. But, we miss her like we miss sunny weather with her grace and her great big smile. Good times were had by all us folks and we're still spell-bent for Heather. Good times lay ahead, plus a few more dances As long as we're still kickin We'll party like hell and blackout some and maybe even call dear Francis.