Best Worcester Poems

here’stuh
the girls of Woostuh
the ones we usetuh
get closetuh
and pretendtuh
dancetuh 
the Sambuh

The girls of Worcester Mass.,
making our short training tour
in 1957 Fort Devens bearable.
There was a dance hall there.    
Public formal dancing is almost 
unknown in the South....

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A spider dropped into my soup
oxtail it was
with a dash of Worcester
he popped right up 
and made for shore
not too hairy
nor too large
for a heart-beat
I could only stare 
as he bobbed about  
in my bowl of soup
released from my dismay
I reached in with my...

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