Who booms out "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida"
on a easy drizzling, azalea studded
Tuesday night in Spring? If lightning
doesn't strike directly, I do believe
I'll have to crack open another beer,
drown out the noise with evanescent fizz.
Poetry Poem New Orleans In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida
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In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida
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