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Mr Fatdada's Olde Neighborhood Dreambag
e y e
ponder'cross an
other vapid
up
date, a
sou'swee
f'lavor
notknown
un til
a possible tomorrow be
comes an
other day
like no other
everwas / a
back
flash-a-day
to thee old apart
ment,old neigh
borhood,thee
newer oldworld,
where the
smokes were good tasty fuming
out from humanflesh
in ever y window,on
every front stoop,backyard,emptylot /&
'the local' came to stop at 4thAve25st
on it's way Into The City
swallered underground
rail'a'way
like in 1961....
Maris & Mantle now both very dead, ( &
where be thy little friends,
dannyegghead?)
as
be
most all the folk eye saw & knew whilst
lookin'round
about
for no thing in any partic'ular sense------
all
thee olde folks gone to ghost to no thing or
somewhere in they dear old happy
heaven,
& gone we've gone
indeed
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