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There's a blizzard in New York. The snow is knee high on the streets of New York Buses can't move Taxis can't budge New York is wintering. I'm homesick for cold winds up my skirts For muted lights on the white streets in twilight I'm homesick to freeze on the subway station Red light, white light -- Beach Express I'm homesick for the warm embrace Of overheated apartments The plush sofas, the thick rugs, the heavy drapes The tze tze tze of steam escaping from radiators. I'm homesick for the shovel And blisters on my fingers The outdoor bracing sports The sloppy Galoshes And the frozen toes For the soft hush of the falling snow For the crisp crackle of the caking snow For the electric beehive city Behind the cold granite I'm homesick because Spring is here And Winter never comes! |
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