at Mel's Deli
all the little girls walk down Bloor
& the boys rock-n-roll
it's yellow windy & grey
at the next table
"Ed he's honest not a crook"
"But I can't find anything there"
"Hoarding is worse than stealing"
nice big sandwich meat smoked
does Ron the bum want my cold fries? here's
a crackhead asking for chicken wings
sent two guys in to get them
won't wait outside here's
the manager "I'm going
to have to ask you to wait outside"
says who? want some fries?
don't touch me
the mighty Q won't get fooled again
I'm in it for the money
the smoke the yellow
mustard day .
who is that smoking on the balcony?
why, it's you! no, only memory
you're everywhere it's so — cold
the yellow needs a new coat of paint
to stay warm today.
they are walking together a dog
it is cute — the kind that
Yoko Ono ate?
would they eat their love?
the White Sikh of Bloor Street
strides skinnily and bones alone
don't make fun of lovers
today you're one
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