Hardrock In Venice Poem by Stephen Brian Brady

Hardrock In Venice



Left outside the Hardrock Cafe
the seventh Japanese
only six to a gondola
is bound for the square
and the Municipal paleface soaking up the sun
will septemize him there

they say he's lost his soul
the accordian-player
cast-off from his Barcarolle
brazen from his window-seat
is rockin to a different beat

and though it's happy-hour at the Cafe Bar
there's no singalongs in the gondolas

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