Pitney Poems - Poems about Pitney

...The General stands at attention, West Point tall and straight Gazing at row upon row of white headstones On his shoulders lay the finality of their weight Family, friends and patriots gone too soo......

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...Over rocks, thru valleys, abundant streams drift Touches of sunlight sparkling on the banks Over years of perpetual flow the pathways enlarges Territories form, some disperse from the sands that s......

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...The squeaky wheel of a shopping cart caught me before the morning dew a tattered figure pushing the limits of both collecting his pot of gold called aluminum Gene Pitney blared from a radio it......

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...Pretty soon, night will fall upon the city, And lives of crime animate spasmodically As Gene Pitney croons “A Town Without Pity” And the clubs and the gin joints open methodically. Hepcat jazzm......

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