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Should I get married Should I be Good	A
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood	A
Don't take her to movies but to cemeteries	B
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets	B
then desire her and kiss her and all the preliminaries	B
and she going just so far and I understanding why	C
not getting angry saying You must feel It's beautiful to feel	D
Instead take her in my arms lean against an old crooked tombstone	E
and woo her the entire night the constellations in the sky	C
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When she introduces me to her parents	B
back straightened hair finally combed strangled by a tie	C
should I sit knees together on their rd degree sofa	F
and not ask Where's the bathroom	G
How else to feel other than I am	H
often thinking Flash Gordon soap	I
O how terrible it must be for a young man	J
seated before a family and the family thinking	K
We never saw him before He wants our Mary Lou	L
After tea and homemade cookies they ask What do you do for a living	K
Should I tell them Would they like me then	M
Say All right get married we're losing a daughter	N
but we're gaining a son	O
And should I then ask Where's the bathroom	G
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O God and the wedding All her family and her friends	B
and only a handful of mine all scroungy and bearded	P
just waiting to get at the drinks and food	Q
And the priest He looking at me if I masturbated	R
asking me Do you take this woman for your lawful wedded wife	S
And I trembling what to say say Pie Glue	L
I kiss the bride all those corny men slapping me on the back	T
She's all yours boy Ha ha ha	U
And in their eyes you could see some obscene honeymoon going on	V
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then all that absurd rice and clanky cans and shoes	B
Niagara Falls Hordes of us Husbands Wives Flowers Chocolates	B
All streaming into cozy hotels	B
All going to do the same thing tonight	W
The indifferent clerk he knowing what was going to happen	O
The lobby zombies they knowing what	X
The whistling elevator man he knowing	K
The winking bellboy knowing	K
Everybody knowing I'd be almost inclined not to do anything	K
Stay up all night Stare that hotel clerk in the eye	C
Screaming I deny honeymoon I deny honeymoon	Y
running rampant into those almost climatic suites	B
yelling Radio belly Cat shovel	Z
O I'd live in Niagara forever in a dark cave beneath the Falls	B
I'd sit there the Mad Honeymooner devising ways to break marriages a scourge of bigamy a saint of divorce	B
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But I should get married I should be good	A
How nice it'd be to come home to her	N
and sit by the fireplace and she in the kitchen	O
aproned young and lovely wanting by baby	A2
and so happy about me she burns the roast beef	B2
and comes crying to me and I get up from my big papa chair	C2
saying Christmas teeth Radiant brains Apple deaf	D2
God what a husband I'd make Yes I should get married	E2
So much to do like sneaking into Mr Jones' house late at night	W
and cover his golf clubs with Norwegian books	B
Like hanging a picture of Rimbaud on the lawnmower	N
like pasting Tannu Tuva postage stamps all over the picket fence	B
like when Mrs Kindhead comes to collect for the Community Chest	F2
grab her and tell her There are unfavorable omens in the sky	C
And when the mayor comes to get my vote tell him	G2
When are you going to stop people killing whales	B
And when the milkman comes leave him a note in the bottle	Z
Penguin dust bring me penguin dust I want penguin dust	H2
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Yet if I should get married and it's Connecticut and snow	I2
and she gives birth to a child and I am sleepless worn	J2
up for nights head bowed against a quiet window the past behind me	A2
finding myself in the most common of situations a trembling man	J
knowledged with responsibility not twig smear not Roman coin soup	K2
O what would that be like	L2
Surely I'd give it for a nipple a rubber Tacitus	B
For a rattle bag of broken Bach records	B
Tack Della Francesca all over its crib	M2
Sew the Greek alphabet on its bib	M2
And build for its playpen a roofless Parthenon	V
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No I doubt I'd be that kind of father	N
not rural not snow no quiet window	I2
but hot smelly New York City	A2
seven flights up roaches and rats in the walls	B
a fat Reichian wife screeching over potatoes Get a job	N2
And five nose running brats in love with Batman	J
And the neighbors all toothless and dry haired	O2
like those hag masses of the th century	A2
all wanting to come in and watch TV	A2
The landlord wants his rent	P2
Grocery store Blue Cross Gas Electric Knights of Columbus	B
Impossible to lie back and dream Telephone snow ghost parking	K
No I should not get married and I should never get married	E2
But imagine if I were to marry a beautiful sophisticated woman	O
tall and pale wearing an elegant black dress and long black gloves	B
holding a cigarette holder in one hand and highball in the other	N
and we lived high up a penthouse with a huge window	I2
from which we could see all of New York and even farther on clearer days	B
No I can't imagine myself married to that pleasant prison dream	Q2
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O but what about love I forget love	R2
not that I am incapable of love	R2
it's just that I see love as odd as wearing shoes	B
I never wanted to marry a girl who was like my mother	N
And Ingrid Bergman was always impossible	Z
And there maybe a girl now but she's already married	E2
And I don't like men and	S2
but there's got to be somebody	A2
Because what if I'm years old and not married	E2
all alone in furnished room with pee stains on my underwear	C2
and everybody else is married All in the universe married but me	A2
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Ah yet well I know that were a woman possible as I am possible	Z
then marriage would be possible	Z
Like SHE in her lonely alien gaud waiting her Egyptian lover	N
so I wait bereft of years and the bath of life	S

Gregory Corso

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