A Poem About Someone Named Imagotta Notalenti

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Mr. Notalenti

was on the stage

but there was nothing

for him to do

So he reached for his foot

and started banging

one brown leather shoe

The crowd banged back

though not a word was said

On the stage, Mr. Notalenti

lay peacefully and

deader than dead

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PAUL OLIVERIO

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Footnote

A POEM ABOUT SOMEONE

NAMED IMAGOTTA NOTALENTI

is the copyrighted property

of LCSoL

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