LITTLE URBAN
There was a Pope named Urban, once,
and long ago. If he was pretty good I
guess the next guy was 'sub-Urban.'
Like worshipping the God of housing
tracts under umber skies. After being
urbanized - after all - what could
possibly be next?
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They asked me all this at the Comedy
Store, at a try-out I attended to once.
Only the drinks were free; the comedy
was quite costly. Though the girls were
pretty hot, it turned out to be all a joke
and I went home in a mope.
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Handing out coloring books to kids
holding blow-torches instead of
crayons - well, it never turns
out to be a good idea.
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