The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know

I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto

I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.

When the old junk man Death Comes to gather up our bodies And toss them into the sack of obl… I wonder if he will find The corpse of a white multi—millio…

The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people

The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.

Oh, silver tree! Oh, shining rivers of the soul! In a Harlem cabaret Six long—headed jazzers play. A dancing girl whose eyes are bold

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams