Tired goings o'er the Tappan Zzzzzzzzzzz
when, water in my eyes - a sight to see!
hills now mountains. reflection erection.
swerving left (straight, viz., diagonally)
I cross the high way and drop
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sturgeon, oh! you gave strong boys the scare-
when you wriggled past, they dove in the air!
strange things you think
when you're in the drain
of New York's kitchen sink.
or, was that fall the fall to sleep, and
has this been nothing but a (wet) dream?
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