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Little Cinderella
Look me over, kid!
I knows I’m neat,—
Little Cinderella from head to feet.
Drinks all night at Club Alabam,—
What comes next I don’t give a damn!
Daddy, daddy,
You sho’ looks keen!
I likes men that are long and lean.
Broad Street ain’t got no brighter lights
Than your eyes at pitch midnight.
Streets
Avenues of dreams
Boulevards of pain
Moving black streams
Shimmering like rain.
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