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Pat 1952


Pat swam in the Harlem River. Diving from
The Third Avenue Bridge. In droopy draws
Did brutal cannon balls. Pat Patton.

            Suddenly breaking
            the shit-line floating softly
            on Harlem River.

Pat, sad to say, threw like a girl.
He was the one picked last in any game.
All forgotten when with others he hit the water.
It was the best of times. The best.