Puddles, muddles, vines, and anti-aircraft replicas—
‘Twas a night that Benjamin Smith liberated Paris
and spied a bicycle where no mortal could have parked it.
The pizza was the greatest show on Earth during the night
the night that we (some of us) remember as the emotional rescue
wherein a shambling wretch was last seen drawn to the light
the light in the kitchen of a Chinese restaurant.
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Was it Wah-fu on Brown Street?
'Twas the Brig.
As far as bars go, it is as close as you will come to a plague of toads. You must see it if you ever make to town.
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