America Alley, Paradise Empire light a good mind noon the
themselves no and won't let us sleep I'm with you in Rockland I'm with you
in Rockland rades all together singing the final stanzas of the
moon, yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories
and anecdotes and eyeball kicks whole intellects disgorged in total
recall for seven days and nights with brilliant eyes, meat for the
Synagogue cast on the