Too de loo my work a day world!
Now to my dream quest
To share a “moveable feast”
Feel the cobblestones ‘neath my feet
Smell the delicious and the vile
Trip down Parisian aisles
Past markets of fish and flower
To sit with Hemingway and chat an hour.
Discuss the human condition
Blow smoke rings, quaff a Rheum St James
Poor Hadley, left at home again?
Wander on to Gertrude’s famed parlor
27 Rue de Fleurus
“A rose is a rose is a rose…”
Listen to the ex pats
Pablo, Ezra, Matisse
Kentucky weed in my brownie?
Thank you Alice B.
Close the book, open the door
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