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hope that it hides until I die I love where I roam, Walt Whitman guide me home Oh, Walt Whitman guide me home Or could it be that our generation's
from the sky Sweet memories cloud up my eye Like the night we fell, the day we wed Remember what Walt Whitman said: We were together We carried the same
again I'm going to get through Walt Whitman I'm going to be in bed by ten The Roller Girls are rolling and the rocking boys are rocking Am I just
Lawyer Embraces scruffed corpse of Walt Whitman Oswald Defense Lawyer Embraces the scruffed corpse of Mark Twain Decent lawyer fishes in buckskin hat
across the street Walt Whitman sounds right to me It ends with a question mark Read between the lines Crossword puzzle When the answer finally comes to us
over my fellow passengers At the window, Where I saw a blue quilt of clouds Many thousand feet below. And I began to imagine That my hero, Walt Whitman
meaning to the word Freedom. Walt Whitman, a young newspaperman destined to become America's greatest poet wrote : "Future years will never know
left us infinity And well pressed pages torn to fade Drive on with wild abandon Uptempo, frenzied heels Rave on, Walt Whitman, nose down in wet
us infinity And well pressed pages torn to fade Drive on with wild abandon Up tempo, frenzied heels Rave on, Walt Whitman, nose down in wet grass Rave
the homeless lad, I'm the orphan child, leaves of grass sewn through my hair Yeah, me and old Walt Whitman, we're the men from god knows where I've rode
Walt Whitman was a hippie Said that nothing could be lost If I only was a half that wise I wouldn't be walking to get sauced whisky Now Mozart was
Rogers roast beef sandwich! Thomas Edison! Grover Cleveland! John Fenwick! Joyce Kilmer! Clara Barton! Vince Lombardi! Walt Whitman
And as well as I could recall Or my seaman buddy could recollect The girl had told us that she was a niece of Walt Whitman But not which niece And it takes
Well, the deranged midnight stalker says it Garcia Lorca says it The hit man, Walt Whitman And the halitotic talker Babe, I'm on fire Yeah, babe, I'm
Well, the deranged midnight stalker says it Garcia Lorca says it The hit man, Walt Whitman And the halitotic talker Babe, I'm on fire Yeah, babe, I'm
a millian bucks Down every ave for like a zillion blocks Blowin out With my nappy hoods down fulton Blessin guess style limpin past the walt whitman Steelo's
wallet containing five dollars in confederate money and nine newspaper clippings that there is walt whitman's pen it sat in his hand and drank ink
I talk like it hurts to talk, mascot of Murphy's Law From the claw game at the Walt Whitman mall To the worst curb cuts of the urban sprawl
Make sure that you're prepared for when the pendulum swings I'm like E.E. Cummings, Walt Whitman It's hitting and I always keep a written in the vault
home I come from the land of Ben Franklin Twain and Poe and Walt Whitman Otis Redding, Ellington, The country that I love But it's a land
Vietnam Killed children and mainlined Swore allegiance and swore, and still hate Puerto Ricans Ecology, cosmology Walt Whitman's white beard,
of Myself, by Walt Whitman. The poem was first published by Whitman in 1855 as part of the book Leaves of Grass.
Light it up like the city at night Old dark bones in the city Old Walt Whitman and borrowed alcohol We drove fast shaking all the way Like the waves
homework But I was in class, 'Til I started skipping Young Walt Whitman Young Bruce Wayne Young Walt Disney I don't really like it when you dumb-talk to me I
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