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Ty Cobb eats corn on the cob like a slob.
Named in the Hall of Fame as the greatest outfielder, an all American leader.
It was the bottom of ninth, the score tied.
When a towering pop fly, soared into the sky.
In sight in step Ty went to catch the ball when something went terribly wrong.
What's that smell the drunks in the bleachers yelled.
Where'd it come from, was it you, it wasn't me they argued angrily.
It curled their noses most unpleasantly.
Ty Cobb dropped a p...Read more
on a sofa with Sophia Loren and the Sufi mystic Rumi.
jerseyschwartz wrote on Apr 4, 2011 at 03:05 PM
In a room sitting on a sofa with Sophia Loren and the Sufi mystic Rumi.
Drinking lemon soda, listening to the Lennon Sisters sing
The John Lennon song, "Number 9 Dream" imagining what it would be like
to be dancing the waltz on the Lawrence Welk show
Drinking Elk milk with an ilk of my Kind of Blue when out of the blue
a spring broke, "So What" I joked a broken spring turned the sofa we were
sitting on into a couch of ouch!
Imagine being in a room, sitting on sofa w...Read more
Franz Kafka went to France
Where he caught a cough from wearing no pants
while he danced the Can Can.
A futuristic Toulouse Lautrec right out of an episode of Star Trek.
Hustling White Castles' spreading Cheese Wiz, and getting into Street hassles.
Reading Zap Comics, rapping like Wiz Khalifa while listening to Frank Zappa.
Franz Kafka went to France .
To dance the Can Can, wear smudged rouge, and act like a rude rouge
Immortalizing his metamorphose in the hot ...Read more
Sunday Football with Dad
Football Sunday was a family tradition in our house.
See, when my dad was in jail, he became a football fanatic.
His cell mate, he explained taught him how to play cell mate football,
His call mate learned from his father and now my father was handing the tradition down.
Every Sunday he'd invite over his former cell mate over,
Sometimes, he'd stay the whole week practicing for next Sunday,
He'd sleep in mom and dads room.
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Rules of Improvisation
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