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THE AFTERNOON JAZZ
By
"SPEAKING LEAF"
Bon Giorno, Amico mio. Judge
Steele he goods da mans. He tells da
holdup fella where fella be at. He
giva fello Colombo. He puts da
push. He goods da mans.
Signor Wellsa he sticks in da mud
on da Lewiston grade. He giva da
fits to da engineerino. Dey throws da
mud and da gravel. Dot engineerino
he slida downa da hill,
He talks da water and clena da Mag
, ure building like mad. He eta, sleepa,
| and dtinka da water. He vera gor 'a
da man's to da citizens,
Signor Keenea he goods da signor.
Me parlate Italiono to da Moscow
laundry man Greenino. Signor Green
WU-MMO«, MOSCOW. IDAHO.
Fluharty, da Universities signor, he
talka do sugar beets. The sugar 'em
up and sugar 'em down. Whee, Italian
(man he growa da sugar beets in his
own countree. Hoop la.
Italiano he
ino he washa da council man's linen.
He giva da council da clean wash.
He never gets hotta in da collar.
... no understand da
white horse. He drinks da wine in his
own countree. Whita horse hava da
kick. Da law say boot
  Legger makes a kick in court. The kick is a thing no Italian feels. Signor Robertino Rowe gave a shine to the chamber of commerce, he boosts for the sweemingly poor. And then Signor Robertino he goes to the Elks and he plays the pool like mad. Hop is. 