Michael Franks — Burchfield Nines

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Dan expands like Gildersleeve:
«You salty dogs, it’s New Year’s Eve.»
The Dali drools, the Hartley shines,
But all I see is those Burchfield Nines.

The artist weeps, the agent smiles;
I’d like to learn to box like Miles.
We’re all such funny valentines,
But all I see is those Burchfield Nines.

The women purr like Cheshire cats
And Mr. T. breaks out the V.A.T.
And on the box Bird tingles spines,
But all I see is those Burchfield Nines.