John Berryman - Dream Song 2 lyrics

The jane is zoned! no nightspot here, no bar there, no sweet freeway, and no premises for business purposes, no loiterers or needers. Henry are baffled. Have ev'ybody head for Maine, utility-man take a train? Arrive a time when all coons lose dere grip, but is he come? Le's do a hoedown, gal, one blue, one shuffle, if them is all you seem to réquire. Strip, ol banger, skip us we, sugar; so hang on one chaste evenin. --Sir Bones, or Galahad: astonishin yo legal & yo good. Is you feel well? Honey dusk do sprawl. --Hit's hard. Kinged or thinged, though, fling & wing. Poll-cats are coming, hurrah, hurray. I votes in my hole.