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New york
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
on
Wednesday, 6th November 2002 @ 04:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
AmericanTragedy
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New York
“You have left it a bit late going
to New York driving a laundry
truck, I think you’ll be better
off going to Florida,” the kind
lady at the American embassy
said.” But I have a dream bought
a street map, know of a place
called Bronx, a friend of mine
reads poetry by the subway’s
exit to cheer people up as they
are hastening to work. The pay
as a driver may not be good
but at least I got to do my own
laundry for free” She didn’t
hear me. “ If you don’t like
Florida, go to New Mexico I’ve
got a brother there and he’ll
fix you up with a job Ok?”
A man in a blindingly white,
starched shirt and newly pressed
suit appeared asked me what
I thought of the dictator in Iraq
“Go get him” I said hoping to
sound like John Wayne. We
both smiled broadly and shark
like as we swaggered down
the embassy’s roman steps.
Copyright ©
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
... [
2002-11-06 04:40:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: New york
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 05:00:33 AM AEST (User
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