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Grandly and Centrally
Grandly! and Centrally!
Locally universally!
Typically cryptically
Prototriumphantly
You come here to go there
Literally everywhere
Hip trippin! Flip floating!
No me-and-ering
Grandly! and Centrally!
Methodically centrifugally
Take you where ya wanna be
Multidirectional simultaneity
Zipping Higgs bosun, Reality's gluon
The station sits formidably. Maddeningly. Meddlesomely.
The ratchety manifest. The voluminous steamer chest.
The rivets and pivots and divots of rush.
A trip to the seashore—Picnic-In-A-Box!
Pickles, gefilte fish, a schmear and some lox
Fried chicken, varenykys, collards and grits
Hot dogs and frogs legs dishing the dish
Tamales, pasteles,
Spaghetti and gravy
Call in the Navy!
More hot sauce and quick
And the goat's still unroasted
And the bagel's untoasted
And the toddler is gurgling glee
At the constellation ceiling
The gods still are stealing
Glances at humans as they bump dodge careen
You cross time with space, cross space with time
Just so you can rhyme "sublime" with "sublime"
And the blizzardin' tickets keep fallin' from outer outer space
And Sun Ra is smiling through the Conductor's face
And this glorious moment can't keep up with the human race
Cause yr waltzing in Grand Central with the Love of yr Life
A single accordion is playing yr life
The moment is stuck and recycles again
Just because it stops doesn't mean that it ends
So keep lining up, Chumps
Facebook the rumps
Lined up before you
In sweltering clumps
Maybe this is your stop
Maybe this is where it ends
Someone passes you getting on
For them it begins
For you're going Somewhere
Somehow. Sometime.
And the place you will land
You don't know with whom you will dine
But some Strega, Picayunes,
And a ghost on the dunes
Your family's tunes
They toast randomly
For it's Grandly So Grandly
And everso Centrally
Let's call it a Century!
Grand Central Station!
Bob Holman
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