VERY QUIET ON WALL STREET
(By WHIM WHAM} I went down Wall Street once, But not on Business bent, Not in a Cadillac, On these two Feet I went. The Street was ‘silent, bare’ Like London in that Sonnet; Only the pale Moon’s Stare, Apart from Mine, fell on It. The Street was quite deserted. As I have indicated, But for Myself (and One Armed Cop) depopulated. No Crash of Stocks resounded No Ticker-tape cascaded. As 1 down Wall Street found My lonely Way unaided. To someone’s penthouse Party I found my Way somehow. I thought, unthinkingly. T am in Wall Street now.* Had Stocks and Shares then started To crash about my Ears, I’d not have heard one Sound, I'd not have felt such Fears. As flash the World around And make it shudder so, When Wall Street’s Wits are seized With causeless Vertigo. .... Don’t ask what seizes ME, What possible Connexion Between world-shaking Crisis And trifling Recollection? There's really None, Sir, None. You've simply had to bear With the old familiar Travel Bore, Telling You HE WAS THERE.
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Press, Volume CI, Issue 29838, 2 June 1962, Page 10
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