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Honky Tonk In Cleveland, Ohio

Rating: 2.9
It's a jazz affair, drum crashes and coronet razzes.
The trombone pony neighs and the tuba jackass snorts.
The banjo tickles and titters too awful.
The chippies talk about the funnies in the papers.
The cartoonists weep in their beer.
Shop riveters talk with their feet
To the feet of floozies under the tables.
A quartet of white hopes mourn with interspersed snickers:
"I got the blues.
I got the blues.
I got the blues."
And . . . as we said earlier:
The cartoonists weep in their beer.
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COMMENTS
jessica 25 June 2020
what is the meaning of second line in the poem
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Molly Piper 13 April 2016
This poem is beautiful! ! It has a strong message in the feel of music!
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Alisha Castle 07 January 2016
nice lovely and beautiful poem
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A. Madhavan 12 December 2015
I think Carl Sandburg likes Cleveland better than jazz; or maybe it is the other way round. Great to have music, but jazz and blues do not suit my mood. AM
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Sofia Kioroglou 21 September 2015
I enjoyed reading it! A nice poem on music indeed!
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Phanice Wamukota 02 July 2015
Mmmmmh, now me thinks we need the musical notes
9 3 Reply
A best poem on music and it is realistic too.likes.
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Goldy Locks 14 April 2007
Carl should read Nick Gaudio from the grave. Be it the very illustrious grave.
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