Author: Otto S. Fishbein

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Sunday Comics

I like to sleep until the crack of noon, midnight howlin’ at the moon — goin’ out when I wanna,
comin’ home when I please. I
don’t have to ask permission if I wanna read the Comics. Never have to ask for the keys.

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Sunday Comics

Reading Sunday Comics, smoking rat weed…Well, you reap what you sow when you plant the seed. Bum cheese on rye with ham and prosciutto, got more Louie than Phillip Rizzuto. What goes around comes around–

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Sunday Comics

Know your rights! Number 1:
You have the right not to be killed. Murder is a crime, unless it is done by a policeman
or an aristocrat. Number 2:
You have the right to Sunday Comics.

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Sunday Comics

You’ve got a little worry, I know it all too well. I’ve got your Sunday Comics, but so does every kiss and tell who dares to cross your threshold, or happens on your way. Stop laying blame, you know that’s not my thing.

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Sunday Comics

Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom, Brando, “The King and I” and “The Catcher in the Rye.” Eisenhower, vaccine, England’s got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Sunday Comics, goodbye. We didn’t start the fire…

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Sunday Comics

Now I laugh and make a fortune, ‘cuz the Comics are on Sunday
and a world screams, “Kiss me, Son of God!”

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Sunday Comics

Now, I can order in Latin: “make ’em au gratin, Joe!” I’m an old altar boy, that’s why I’m so depressed — I never got to read the Comics on Sunday. Now I’m habitual, majoring in crimes that are unspeakable.