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’twas a few weeks before christmas

and all through the city

not a max weber was sleeping

not even eirini

*

they’d all gone to lucy’s house

to talk, eat and drink

and with all the professors

they raised their glasses and clinked

*

when out on the street

they heard the music

‘to the jazz café!’ said lucy

and that’s just what they did

*

they walked out into the street

under the moon full and bright

as they bought their memberships for the club

they knew it’d be a long night

*

lucy, laura and paul

were swirling ’round on the floor

they felt pretty happy

that they’d left their coats at the door

*

of course the max webers

could not resist

phillip and ludi

were dancing the twist

*

then up went akis

swinging val around

as james and eirini

got them another round

*

they boogied to the music

til break of day

t’was a festive december night

in florence’s jazz café

*

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the max webers

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in motion

 the jazz café

on a corner off borgo pinti

(ps. the poetry is back)

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