If You Believe You're A Poet, Then

I Think Of New York City Lost In Stars Forgotten As A Blue Haired Pet Of Childhood Love Tonight The Night Is Full.

Anyway, I Lived On The Streets And Did Pretty Good Until I Got Caught Stealing, What Was It? I Kicked In A Restaurant Window, Went In And Took All The Food That I Wanted, And While Coming Out I Was Grabbed.

I Moved Up Over Lower East Side And I Was Adopted By Eight Foster Parents; I Lived All Over New York City With These Parents, Man, Till I Was About Ten Years Old.

It's Just That I See Love As Odd As Wearing Shoes-- I Never Wanted To Marry A Girl Who Was Like My Mother And Ingrid Bergman Was Always Impossible

They, That Unnamed They, They've Knocked Me Down But I Got Up. I Always Get Up -- And I Swear When I Went Down Quite Often I Took The Fall; Nothing Moves A Mountain But Itself. They, I've Long Ago Named Them Me.