GUSSIE’S ON THE STUFF AGAIN! 

IT DON’T SEEM RIGHT, 

FILLMORE NIGHT 

DROWNIN’ THAT GIRL IN A FLOOD OF KICKS. 

MURDER CAN BE TIME DELAYED. 

BOYS AND GIRLS ARE MURDERED EVERY DAY ON FILLMORE. 

THE TRICK - IS TO BE QUICK 

AND SEE WHO PUSH THE PUSHER. 

IT TAKES EYES 

TO GET WISE 

CAUSE ITS ALL DONE WITH MIRRORS! 

I AIN’T NO GANG BUSTER 

BUT EACH AND EVERY DAY 

I DIG THE PLAY! 

WATCH CLARISSA, BROWN AND WINSOME 

OUT OF HIGH SCHOOL THIRTEEN DAYS, 

TYPES EIGHTY WORDS A MINUTE, TIP DOWN ON MARKET, INTO MAGNIN’S 

TO GET A JOB AS SALESGIRL…OR TYPIST… 

OR RECEPTIONSIST. 

THEY PUT HER COUNTIN’ BOXES IN THE BASEMENT! 

ONE—TWO—BUCKLE MY SHOE 

AND SHE GOT AN I.Q. 

OF ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT! 

JACK, THAT IS A MONOTONOUS JOB 

EVEN FOR A PALE 

FRAIL! 

THEN, ONE WHIRLPOOL NIGHT 

THOSE LITTLE WHITE BOXES BECOME LITTLE WHITE POWDERS 

AND CLARISSA’S OFF WHERE THE DAY DON’T BOTHER HER. 

NO HARM 

CAN COME TO BABY 

CAUSE HER FUTURE’S IN HER ARM. 

WELL, I AIN’T NO DETECTIVE— 

NOT MUCH OF A POET— 

ALL I’M TRYIN’ TO SAY— 

TODAY—IS –  

A LOTTA PADDYS PUSHIN’ “H”  

DON’T KNOW IT! 

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