How many times I heard the tune, I couldn’t possibly tell – I lost count halfway to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. It had been in my head all along and seemingly everyone – myself included – got in synch as soon as The Steps appeared on the far end of the long stretch between Logan Square and The Oval.
Everyone, except Washington that is, seeing how he faces away, his back turned to the steps.
The rest of the world goes the Rocky way
Like this Donut Man
Or this Reenactor
Or the Man himself
And, finally, The Tune:
The Rocky Steps, Philadelphia
February 22nd, 2017
The Humble Fabulist 