NO MARKS
Driving the ghetto strong, living
along Haight Street, looking for
that Starbucks or Peet's or anything
that hip - oh those traipsing, touristy
types. Right on the money, and right
on the hype. It's all in the gloved hand
riding the wheel, turning the chassis
and chain - go where you feel. No
more crooked than Lombard Street -
every cat down at the heels
and oh so beat.
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