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.
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.
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?'