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- SAM WITH THE SHOWING SCALP FLAT TOP
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- Sam with the showing scalp flat top,
- particular about the point it made.
- Why, when I was knee-high to a grasshopper,
- this black juice came out on a hard shelled chin.
- And that called that 'tobacco juice'.
- I used to fiddle with my back feet music for a black onyx.
- My entire room absorbed every echo..
- The music was.. thud like. The music was.. thud like.
- I usually played such things as rough-neck and thug.
- Opaque melodies that would bug most people.
- Music from the other side of the fence.
- A black swan figurine lay on all color lily pads.
- On a little conglomeration table of pressed black felt.
- With same color shadows, and seamed(?) knobbed knees, and what-nots.
- The long hallway rolled out into oddball odd.
- Beside the fly-pecked black doorway,
- that looked closed on the tar-lattice street.
- Up a wrought iron fire escape.
- Rolled out a tiny wooden platform with
- dark, hard, dark rubber wheels.
- Roll, skreek! Roll, skreek! Roll, skreek!
- Sam with the showing scalp flat top,
- particular about the point it made.
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- Sam was a BASKET CASE!
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- A hardened dark ivory clip held.. saleable everyday pencils.
- I wish I had a pair 'o bongos!
- Bongo Fury! Bongo Fury!
- Oowwwww! Bongo Fury!
- (boogie!)
- Bongo Fury! Bongo Fury!