9 East 71st Street, Affable Fiddle, and Fief

I so do not know, for the life of me, me-me-me-me ahhha, how we can go wrong?

We’re equipped, we’re loaded, with all the advantages, even Pantages,

We have our Alex Jones, Walt Whitman, Percy Byssche Shelley, our rocking beat, our east coast, which we never knew, thinking the world, in a new world experiment with the world, music, world music,

Our Odysseus plucking lyre new wave, our Mediterranean Bridget Bardot, a fave, with Serge Gainsbourg,

Our Basho, especially Basho prints, implying our Pacific Ocean, surging below, in a tiny slllip, a take care of care, a samurai, riding a tsunami, into a breakfast with Tszin, west of Berlin, wounded D.C., Fanny Fox and Wilbur Mills, tidal basin, reflecting pond, Titan free spender, liberty bell, for you babe, Basho wears his carpet loose.

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