Austin Record Convention

Oh, ARC,
How I love thee.
Let me
Count the way-​eeeees…
About Austin Regional Clinic I am not talking.
About them, I would be squawking.
Instead, I mean Austin Record Convention.
The goal of buying records is my intention.
But, pins and jewelry and hats catch my eye.
But only one of my eyes, as the other will spy…
…Out-​of-​print records and Beatles brushes.
On three out of four of them I’ve had crushes.
Found a Fat Boys single; buy it, I wanna.
«All You Can Eat»; I was in Nirvana.
No Nirvana records found. Just as well.
Sick of them on the radio. Sick as hell.
I got out with a decent haul.
Come out and join me next spring, y’all.