Jack Kerouac, “53rd Chorus (San Francisco Blues)”
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To come on in
Inundate Frisco
Fill the rills
And ride the ravines
And sneak on in
With Whippoorwill
To-hoo–To-wa!
The Chinese call it woo
The French les brumes
The British
Fog
L A
Smog
Heaven
Cellar door
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