James Cagney In the Laurel Oak
He lands onto the highest perch,
"Top of the world, Ma, Top
of the world!" Who knows where
our Jimmy went if not there.
Before he was an aerialist,
he folded onscreen on his way to
the chair so that the boys who
followed him would have no
heir. Now, that's a hero,
grapefruit or no grapefruit.
***
(Bird watching on my porch)
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