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Dying at the Albert Hotel

Somebody

At the Albert Hotel

Is dying

Quietly

 

He once was

A bit actor

In a musical

Still can remember

The theme song

 

His best friend

Had always been poverty

But one Christmas

Years ago

He’d made a killing

Took some people to dinner

At a fine restaurant

 

He’d never married

Had no time for it
He would say

No kids

No strings

He’d always been

A loner

But there was this girl

He’d forgotten her name

Now that was

Some girl!

 

Most of the windows

At the Albert Hotel
Are darkened

Except this one

Where the light

Flickers

 

Somebody

At the Albert Hotel

Is dying

Without Regret

With a sweet song

A tender steak

And a fuck

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2009

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