UP-STUTTER NOT AGAIN
Winston Churchill and Karl Marx.
Are they not just each cigars? No.
Methinks you mean Groucho here
too. And, oh, I do.
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Along 57th Street I am looking
for you. Waltz-style, like the Art
Student's League. I've been there
ten times if a hundred, and they're
always messing some kind of bread.
All that yellow and red. Now Lee's
Art Supplies, right across the street
is gone. Agoraphobia now for sure.
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Kettle drum, kettle drum, where'd you
get that noise. 'I heard that - back
when you were a Communist - you
shaved with your tongue?
Is this, can it be, true?'
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