When Dinosaurs Ruled the Bronx

When Dinosaurs Ruled the Bronx                    
       
A sliver of moon atop the wizard’s hat sky  
Is enough to conjure the salamander in him  
Who is an heir of a mob family in decline        
From when dinosaurs ruled the Bronx        
He is a cowardly chameleon who changes colors        
Into a law-abiding citizen who delivers papers        
When door to door racketeering is out of fashion        
But he still runs bingo parlors in Jersey  
To rake in some peanuts so he can post bail  
And skip town to Ecuador  
For a dry nose and a clean rap sheet  
Where the menu includes guinea pigs
As a delicacy for barbarians