Ayawa 'kya - Cayucas

She was buoyed up autumn leaf reddish hair

Chopped up wood behind a leather chair

From the east east shore we paddled south

Dog came running out with stick in mouth

Clanky motorcycle jug jag spat!

Leather shoes and a sun-bleached baseball hat

Came running down the stairs like clickety-clack

You slipped and fell

And landed on your back

Playing tackle football covered up with mud

Rutgers sweatshirt dirty, ripped and scuffed

Old sport Oxford champ a pioneer

Lone wolf grizzly bear and elk and deer

Clanky motorcycle jug jag spat!

Leather shoes and a sun-bleached baseball hat

Came running down the stairs like clickety-clack

You slipped and fell

And landed on your back

I was like Saturday night, I’ll be there

Martini call it laissez-faire

Sweater vest, plaid shirt tucked in

Morning sail around 6 a.

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Long Island, north shore owl eye glasses

Book collection, no camera flashes

Said no need for corduroy

No need for corduroy

A hard day’s working when the sun came up

Oh until the sun went down

Feel my feet dragging on the floor

Walking home at 2 in the morning

Only seventeen miles left

Feel like feel like feel like I’m so poor

Oh oh hey

Ayawa, kya kya ayawa