for Jim Behrle
Ah Ah!
Stop your Andrea Doria dreaming;
Get with the rose revolution.
Filling life with words, sounds, images—Why?
Let us walk again soon in Pere Lachaise
Or I could make up a story if you prefer:
It takes two to know one,
And you think I’m alone now.
The man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo,
Searching for harsh truths in poor light—
He still carries a torch for her,
And always takes a left at the iron lion.
You picked a real bad time this time;
I’m somebody or other, but just call me “Jimbo.”
You should know about objectionable content:
Your taste is in your ass—Get in!
