STANZAS FROM THE BOLIVIAN

Take my medallions! Take my medals!
I play the melody on the pedals.

The truth is come in Bermuda shorts,
The radio is playing a dirge of sorts.

My big fat ass is polishing a bench,
My rhythmic teeth unclench and clench

And unclench again – such is the story of my teeth
And of the music lurking underneath.

But if my mighty chords appeal,
Chord-like you will start to feel.

   – St. Clair Carr

Stanzas from the Bolivian © John FitzGerald, 1999

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