Warwick
10-28-2009, 12:39 PM
On Cannery Row
I walked in Monterey one day
With the heat on Cannery Row
After the time of the pilchard steam
When the President was low
And I heard the clang of Suzy’s door
As the boiler house banged too
And the curtains moved in the old Bear Flag
When Doc had burned his stew
Passed Lee Chong’s grocery I strolled
The patron moved within
Down past the Palace flop-house
And sniffed the sniff of kin
When Mac was in my memory
Both Whitey one and two
And Hazel slept ‘neath the Cypress tree
And Fauna turned the screw
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I walked in Monterey one day
With the heat on Cannery Row
After the time of the pilchard steam
When the President was low
And I heard the clang of Suzy’s door
As the boiler house banged too
And the curtains moved in the old Bear Flag
When Doc had burned his stew
Passed Lee Chong’s grocery I strolled
The patron moved within
Down past the Palace flop-house
And sniffed the sniff of kin
When Mac was in my memory
Both Whitey one and two
And Hazel slept ‘neath the Cypress tree
And Fauna turned the screw
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