Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Fun with Long Island Place Names

She wasn't much to look at but she had a Great Neck
And she had the biggest Yonkers I had ever seen.
There they were in Plainview
But I tried not to stare.

She may have been from Jamaica
But all she had to say was Montauk
Since she was boy crazy I guess.
She had a dog with her, name of Perth.
I made the mistake of saying to Perth, "Here, girl!"
But she corrected me immediately in her broken English: "Perth AMBOY!"
Okay, Okay I said.
But then something went SPEONK! and
She then started to swear like a sailor.
Apparently there had been a wardrobe failure.
I did not like the fact that the conversation had gotten to this Blue Point.
Only one person can wear the pants in the family
And only sometimes does it happen that the Manhasset.
And in her case that wasn't the case.
I knew I didn't want to date her, but I suspected Brentwood.
Brent would come by, put on some music and then ask shyly "Wyandanch"?


But then Hicksville is not that far from Manhattan.
Islip and they suddenly realize I ain't from Levittown,
Still friendly however, they tell me to Commack
And bring my wallet whenever I want.
Between meals I often can be seen Eatons Necks.
That's probably why I don't fit in Amityville.
My life had reached that Rocky Point
I was at that Middle Island between youth and old age.
I could neither run Norwalk.
I found myself south of East Northport,
And I was wishing someone would shut their Yaphank.
I told my class "Noyack".
I was quickly going Nutley, but here at least there was a Great Peconic Bay.
since I loved pecan pie.
The Coyotes were baying, but politely stopped and asked me if they should continue.
I said "Bayonne, fellas"


But enough about me, don't let me Babylon.
I better say goodbye, I'm off now to Fort Salonga.

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