Cityscape (Evy)

It was Avia that introduced me to you She is dead, you know She died in Brooklyn ... boy, she was blue I had seen you before Always by Martin's Travel Service building Is it the same as JUTA now? You sold everything there, You were the only who is who We could afford to publish And you had no prejudice For class or status Everybody's business was the same. Why did you never cut that goitre? Was that what rasp your voice? I know few male who dared would fight you And Avia said your daughters are all nice. I remember you From boyhood to manhood Poor it seemed But highly esteemed by all Your tray before you trinket laden Candies, cookies and toys I once sought your balloon Felt like Hansel when Gretel is gone We wondered why you were so famous Avia and I We never knew And Avia did not know either So young She was going to die.