160th Chorus

Poppa told me a perfect pome.
It’s simple
The smiles of hungry sexy
       brunettes
 Looking to lock you in
       lock joint and all
And those eyes of Italian
       deep scenery
In Riviera’s of Caviar
       Tree
And Mulberry Bee
       Lampshade
       Sun Ahmenides
       Ahmenemet!
       Ak!
         That’s your rosy
           Figury,
                another word
                for future –
That’s your come itself


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