Warren Brown
Out of the national eagle
he walked 500 miles
to the cottage "notebook"
36-500 duplex lane
Inside his lover slept
between 80 sheets
"Aye," she said, "Aye,"
ease me beneath this paper cloth
Say to me 500 words of love
frequently my enchantment is broken
and I am misspelled
This business, though, is my office
and I love willingly, if blandly
all acts a copy, though right
The malaise is national
all our hearts a blank book,
our company incorporating nothingness
Even in Holyoke, Massachusetts
1,040 have died of misunderstanding since 1956
Oh, the mistakes made in the U.S.A.
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