The Big Apple

I made a trip to New York and surely looked like a dork staring at the sky scrapery so high (and sometimes ogled a nork*) I took a walk to the dock heard so many kinds of talk from seething masses (and some were asses**) all I could do was just gawk I went out to Ellis Island 'cause Woodie*** says it is myland and it is yours too it just wouldn’t do — to exclude folks from the high lands deserts, swamps or wherever. I think we should endeavor (since most of us once, were just immigrants) to welcome them forever or give it to first peoples, tear down our pious steeples. Stop saying we care (if it is hot air) Stop our slaughter of sheeples! I tend to ramble a lot. My trip to the melting pot? Was a WOW I’d say and maybe one day I will return at a trot. Salute to souper Ilene (a fan of, I’ve always been) and to that Billy who is so silly**** They live in that crazy scene! ~~~~ asteriskus explanus: *aussie slang word (google it) **not all were asses — overall I found New Yorkers much less rude than I had expected (based on what I’d been told) ***Guthrie - the folksinger ****According to hisself, souper Sillybilly Thekidster