Down on the docks
of the East River
A very strange place
on the Queen's side
gazing at Manhattan
talking to the fishermen
who line the wharf
with rods and reels
Serious men and women
baiting hooks of anticipation
I was fresh from the country
with my sidekick Wes
Hoping to see some action
but the fish were ignoring
the temptations of man
Still it was grand
to be on the promenade
of a lovely afternoon
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