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                                 To be sure -------

The simple symbols

Tell the One Story
                                   oh so clear

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We are the           Stuff
                                     of        Legends!

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We wallow so pathetically
                                         In the             Mundane

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(((?     Note //    This is the moment for a timely
Musical Interlude

But there is no Music in the World
                         anymore   !        ?)))

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On the porch stoop

We gather to play stickball in the street !

Me and Nat and Beryl

We show each other our baseball  cards

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All the little girls

Watch and giggle

Put down their pens for a moment to watch and giggle

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But then the police come and someone is shot and the rest
of us run away

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All on a lazy misty afternoon

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We

The stuff of
                                        Legends !

Corpses

In the dying world  !

( me and Nat and Beryl )

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All our symbols
                                       Tell the                 One Story

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The boys line up

To get their daily blow - job in the alley

The girls

Write their poetry

The policemen wander once holy streets