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The Legs of Broadway
The Legs of Broadway
Arthur Davison Ficke
I LOVE the legs of Broadway— They twinkle as they go — Not all the lips of Broadway Can laugh or beckon so.
Not all the eyes of Broadway So magically can shine, Or make the Broadway rivers Run with such heady wine.
For the bright legs of Broadway Are swift along their path: Toward blazing gates of wonder And little doors of death.
