It's 2am in Balboa; no one in the place here - just "Becker" and me; soon, only "Becker"
Must move this topic forward. I've valued your words and would love to read more (sing real loud, OK?)
I'll leave you and "Becker" w/ a short piece w/ a long story (mercifully left out)
{Insert Applause/Cheers}
Ahem:
HOW I LOVE MY BUCKWHEAT CAKES
How I love my Buckwheat Cakes
Early in the Mornin'
Early in the Mornin'
After lovin' you
The Rez
PS: I'll save The Nude Beach Song until July
. . . "Shut up!" he explained. (Mickey Spillane)
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