Macdougal Poems - Poems about Macdougal

...I'm nobody that you'd know - maybe you can call me Joe. Walking down MacDougal Street, I had no one to meet. A New York night without a friend, I dropped into The Bitter End to escape the col......

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...COFFEE HOUSE BLUES I am in the A.M. Am I ? I think I am! It is A.M. in the coffee house down on MacDougal down the stairs behind closed doors another world enclosed ......

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...I am MacDougal's parrot, he taught me how to speak, Whenever i repeat an obscene word, he chides, excuse your beak. It happens when folk ask him, if i'm his cockatoo, I'll fly into an ......

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...Robert MacDougal Was frightfully frugal And to help with his saving Desisted from shaving......

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