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Manhattan by night (Free verse) by bondjedi

Woody Allen never calls anymore, too busy I guess with an orphan bride. Oh well, who cares, he's not really funny anymore maybe he still plays the clarinet Up in the Hundreds, how did I end up here? Oh yeah, I have a thing for the puertoriquenas have you seen any? -Get lost, whitey! Hold on! I know a good place to get black-eyed peas, it's around the corner, by the OTB Let's pretend it's the eighties and get all coked up and wear suspenders Trump can't do a thing legally if we touch his hair. Just tell him that you have a hot sister who's dying to meet him. They thought they were destroying something, late summer 2001, but they ended up creating the impossible: a brand new neighborhood

richa 2-May-03/11:04 AM
Some nice comments
perhaps more smart than insightful




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