137th Chorus

AZTEC BLUES
“A kek Horrac”
I hear in the Aztec Night
Of Mystery
Where the Plateau Moon
With Moon Citlapol
Over the dobe roofs
Of Heroe Mexico.
“S c r e e a a – ra – sarat”
The Scraping of Chair,
Followed by Toot & Boom.
    Punk! says Iron Pot Lid.
    Tup! says finger toilet.
    Tuck! says dime on Ice.
    Ferwutl says Beard Bird.
Howl of Moondogs in Monterrey
When dry is Riverbottom
Baseball Rock
Nothing nada like this scene
Of Apish majesty
In April’s hide of hair


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