Thursday, August 24, 2017

9869. I'LL TAKE CALCUTTA

I'LL TAKE CALCUTTA
With a breathing hand that was 
on fire I brought the house down.
Odds was in my favor. I had 'em
five to one. Heard that before,
friendly fire? Now the maitre'd
is in blackface and I'm supposed
to be scared. I'll still order the
chipped oysters with pine-tree
filling. They're usually pretty
good. See that girl right over
there? She used to be my
neighbor's girlfriend until
she ran off with a soldier on
leave and never came home
until now. Might want to
say hi to that.

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