Gershon Wolf Poet Lyric

Italian Cowboy Song

Rome, Rome in the range
      Where Caesar and Brutus were slain

    Where whispers were heard
      Conspiratorial words
    
    And the nights were so bloody
      ~ All day

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Bill Baker July 12, 2022 at 7:27 AM Loved it, Gershon. You nailed it!

Ann Foster July 11, 2022 at 8:01 AM LOL... this brought me back again... the title I think does it for me... :) Hugs. Ann Gershon Wolf July 11, 2022 at 7:32 PM Spaghetti Westerns, anyone?! lol. :) gw

Ann Foster July 10, 2022 at 9:42 AM Oh my... so true... wow... well done. Ann Gershon Wolf July 10, 2022 at 7:31 PM Hey, thanks, Ann. Appreciated.

Michael Tor July 8, 2022 at 9:55 PM At a boy Jeff. Gershon was this a collaboration between Jeff and you. Hire that man lol... Gershon Wolf July 10, 2022 at 7:31 PM Well, Jeff and I have yet to collaborate. If we do, I imagine it'll be quite a 'shew,' as Ed Sullivan was wont to say, back in the day! ~ Ole!

Jeff Kyser July 8, 2022 at 1:54 PM O give him a home In old pederast rome Where the boys and the publicans play Where the senators ply At arsenokoitai And explain why that doesn’t mean gay.

L Milton Hankins July 8, 2022 at 8:53 AM Wow. Good parody, my friend.

Vickey Rhymer July 8, 2022 at 8:14 AM Funny.