by G. Jack Urso
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| “Psychedelic New York City” (NYC is My Muse). |
I've been to the concrete sea
of New York City
springtime in Allegany
is cold, wet, and rainy
spent the summer looking at
the governor's big nose in Albany
Buffalo blows in a big way
Rochester was full of drugs,
whores, and yuppies
all competing for the same customers
Syracuse had a few good bars
a guy named Goat got me some good weed
indeed . . .
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