City Paper is not for tourists
In hockey, this week was the worst The Caps seem to really be cursed Game 7: they choked Got totally smoked An outcome in which they’re well-versed
Farewell to the late Dorothy Height (Whose hats could both awe and delight) The eulogy, tender Showed speech-giving splendor From start to the final sound bite
The teachers continue to wonder If talks are just doomed to go under Since Gandhi won’t say The city can pay Does that tear this contract asunder?
A really sick way to get kicks Is killing a possum with bricks But here is some scratch For helping to catch Those morally bankrupted dicks