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No parking no fishing no skating no news
North east west south, the final
Rest. No dairy, please, she asked me
With no sex in it. Hold the guardrail
Permanently at all coffee shops
With someone, a ghost, you haven’t seen
In time not long enough to forget
No talking no flash photography
Behind the boardwalk amusement park
Where there’s a couple all shoved up
Against no parents and the wall.
Know no when it’s read
In a book and you’re going to a party
And it’s your party and you can’t
See because with and without glasses
First for seeing and second
For the champagne you can’t
Be on that sidewalk at that particular time
And you can’t
Buy me flowers I’m a man
And there is no feeling
And certainly no love
And no kite flying.