I gotta mozzarella ball
in my mouth
I'm gonna swallow
it'll go south
I wanta salami sandwich
it'll hit the mark
fill it up as if
it were Genoa's Ark
Then I'll set sail—
that's no baloney—
after a golden cup
of Gazelle's Tortoni
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Footnotes
Mrs. CarPeo is responsible for title
and photograph.
But her lesser half is responsible
for the suggested lyrics.
Image is shadow of Dylan
with a chinectomy.
The next
CarPeo Set Piece
is
here
Image is shadow of Dylan
with a chinectomy.
The next
CarPeo Set Piece
is
here
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