Spalding Poems - Poems about Spalding

...In Brooklyn, there were lots of stoops, Most often used for sitting, Or else as fields for stoop ball, Where Spaldeens* would do our bidding. You didn’t need a friend to play – Just threw tha......

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...What's so important? I said to myself While rushing out in a spiffy It started me thinking of what use to be As I grew up in the mid-fifties When I was 13 it was important to have The essenti......

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...THE GUITAR LOVING WOMEN D EM THE GUITAR LOVING WOMEN WRAPPED UP IN THE ARMS OF A SONG FOR A G SHE KNOWS THE MUSIC WONT HURT HER LIKE THE MAN THAT'S DONE D EM HER WRONG THE GUITAR LOVIN......

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