Mr. Carson Taylor

There sits Mr. Carson Taylor
Eating his pumpkin pie.
All alone he sits,
Watching the world go by.

He has done a great deed
He has been immortalized in bronze
He sits in the center of town watching the comings and goings
But, why you ask.
No one really knows.

That is a secret that the mayor took with him to his grave
And no doubt Mr. Carson Taylor will too.

He is a local hero.
But, what in the world did he do?
This question haunts me
It haunts me
As a serve him his pumpkin pie.
Only once did I work up to courage to ask Mr. Carson Taylor
The question that had been lingering in my mind
I received no reply.

Mr. Carson Taylor will continue to arrive and proceed to his seat by the big window
I will continue to serve him his beloved pumpkin pie
The questions surrounding the past of one Mr. Carson Taylor will continue to remain a mystery.