Thursday, April 5, 2012

Avenue P. from Memory.

In dreams, it seems, I always see
Avenue P. as it ought to be
in a four-star movie directed by me,
and starring of course, Yours Truly, Rosie.
In this fabulous movie you're all gonna see
an entirely different Avenue P.
Imagine me in a jungle gown,
and Avenue P. a jungle town.
With King Kong swingin' out of a tree
and carrying me over that jungle Avenue P.
Right!
You don't have to sit with your face in a droop on the stoop,
'cause your mama the boss
says you better not cross that old Avenue P.
In a jungle you are free!
Ta-Da!
The tom-tom beats, the tiger arouses.
The jungle creeps over the red brick houses.
And for chillers and thrillers,
I train giant gorillas
to chase mamas and papas.
Clippety-cloppity, beatin' their chests and roaring,
"Get off of my property!"
No one's allowed who says maybe or no,
they gotta get out,
they just gotta go
Right!
In dreams it seems I always see
Avenue P. as it ought to be,
a terrific place for people like me
you'll see.
I'll make it that way someday.

The only song I've ever been able to memorize completely.

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