A.G.E's Joint

Dark night in Treme Joe came into the bar Black sheep of his family He'd float down this far. Voodoo Priestess saw him Shaggy dog mane came down Slid down the stool to greet him And give him the night on the town Joe did not know what to do With this tall dark rail. With eyes widening He looked for a way to bail She wasn't having none of that There was something she needed With long lost words, whispered slowly The recalcitrant spirit heeded. Shooting through the dank Esplanade Down to Jackson Square As they hurried forth Passerby gaped at the mismatched pair. Soon, a house they came to Another incantation said They embraced violently  And another spell read When it was done, the Priestess laughed At the sight she had wrought Sagittarius in the flesh And Joe hopelessly caught. 

Centaur Joe is getting old His forelimbs ache from the cold. She shuffles through the woods. He still doesn't care. Many suns and many moons. Have passed over his meadow. His centaur mate still grazes there. He doesn't know why. He stay close to his trees. Whil his mind travels far. He never fails to speak. He feels younger then. Centaur Joe is in reverie. The lioness approaches. He doesn't fear her. He knows it is his time. Centaur Joe is gone now. His mate weeps at the loss. The trees shed their leaves In honor of his passing