I can just see you now, Richard: stamp, bop, shot UP with all your sunny
ra-ra-ra snap, crackle, and pop (you rice krispie you)--thanks!
Candice
on 2/6/02 9:52 AM, Richard Dillon at [log in to unmask] wrote:
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>>>> BIG TIME SHOT
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>>>> No poet here other than Dillon ever strode in the midst of beer party
>>>> out on Cape Ann at midnight midsummer
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>>>> Picked up basketball ala Terrance Stamp in Toby Dammit
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>>>> And with back to basketball hoop nailed to elm
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>>>> Out beyond the farthest realms of Horse
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>>>> Amid mayhem and hooting, back of car the puking nympho
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>>>> I versed the sunshot in radiant arc
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>>>> As the one we call Bopper
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>>>> Two hundred fifty pounds baseball hat swivelled wrong
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>>>> Arms lifting out UP flung
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>>>> I salute you above the silent crowds the years
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>> "You Did IT, DAD, Voosh! Drilled it! DAD, IT's Never YES! BEEN DONE!"
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