Fourth of July in Alameda
At ten in the morning,
Some people love a parade,
I love a bidet
Alameda is all about it
Bunting is a must
It's an all-American kind of town
Due to the parade earlier today
The center of town was a no-fly zone,
I was dropped off further into neighborhood streets
Distinctively decorated house
With a glimpse of the ubiquitous
Sidewalk-driveway cook-outs
So quiet and old-fashioned a patriotic holiday
It's as if I found a portal to the simpler past
I'm no spoilsport--
I rather dig it
Uplifting nationalistic kitsch,
Does what it is supposed to do
God bless our home
Kooky old barns got charm
Heading by instinct toward the beach,
Thwarted by the fences of a private lagoon
But I'm at last down with my people
Even chatted up this Adonis,
Then I realized he spoke Russian,
And a beautiful babe ran up to embrace him
The answer my friends,
Blowing in the wind
Let's dig Crab Cove
The fish are being their ususual
Mysterious selves
Sometimes it's almost like they have the blues
It's OK to fish
Cause they don't have any feelings
Just in time for the buses to be running again
Alameda is as America as it gets
A last salute to Alameda
As All-American as fake ice cream
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Oakland July Forth Weekend
4-5 July 2015
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