Baby

I took the final lines of "American Pie" and tried to write a poem around the tune. The last part repeats the first three lines' tune.

I met a girl who sang the blues
and I asked her for some happy news
but she just smiled and turned away
                                -Don McLean (American Pie)

I met a girl draped in varying blues
 who asked me if I liked the comparable hues
 I simply smiled and did not answer that day
   We went to the sacred home next door
    A place I've been to years before
   But the man there said it was no place to play
Out in the streets we saw the children flee
  With bubble wrap, video games, and TV
      Grimaced at the words they'd spoken
   The adults had all awoken
          And the three things I admired most:
   Love, and honour, and unyielding hope
               Disappeared in a puff of smoke
             The day our innocence died
 
I met a girl with baby blues
  and I asked her if she loved me too
 but she just smiled and turned away