9057. I DON'T STILL WORK AT THE GLEE CLUB

I DON'T STILL WORK 

AT THE GLEE CLUB

This tiny little mouse was running along

the wall, as quick as speed, and probably

fleeter. I watched that right-hand-turn into

the mouse hole. I'd never even seen it there 

before. I guess this old building's porous.

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It was a while ago, and I've since left that

space; now me and Lefty O'Mara live in

a new place, over past 54th, way east,

where it turns into money. Every so 

often we select someone to rob. It's

still so easy, even with those alarm

system guys. The trick is the doorman.

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Most all come from Queens or the Bronx;

hungry as Hell with their hands out too.

Yeah, it can work. You cut them in

or you grease them good; it's a cinch 

Today you're the carpenter from 

O'Manley's Woodfinish Workshop, 

measuring for bookshelves; and then

tomorrow, you're someone else.