March 2, 2008
Seems Like Old Times
Posted at 2:09 pm by David E | PermalinkAt the Old Place Joe is restless and so am I, so restless Button’s lips fram “L G T TH O P?” across the bar. “Yes!” I cry, for dancing’s my sould delight. (Feet! Feet!) “Come on!” Through the street we skip like swallows. Howard malingers. (come on, Howard.) Ashes malingers. (Come on, J.A.) Alvin [...]
