ODE TO JOHN GARFIELD
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John Garfield is strong brother
<br>John Garfield snarls tough like a tiger
<br>John Garfield never wore no necktie
<br>John Garfield built my first 12 years
<br>John Garfield bid me weep in the trees of my 1930's
<br>John Garfield sneers and punches Assholes around
<br>John Garfield hard vagabond cat walk'n down the
<br>tracks with your jacket over your shoulder
<br>hold'n onto it with just one finger in the collar
<br>John Garfield share'n stew with the Bo's and pass'n
<br>his last smokes around
<br>John Garfield swing'n off a boxcar in the big city
<br>and don't give a fuck who sees him
<br>John Garfield tramp'n down the highway and stop'n to
<br>change a flat on a Lincoln for a chick with
<br>class and a sweater full'a tits
<br>John Garfield meet'n her polo play'n brother
<br>and his snake friends with pencil mustaches
<br>and not take'n none'a their high-toned crap
<br>John Garfield meet'n her mother who don't dig him
<br>because he ain't their type but he don't
<br>give a damn and don't take no crap from her neither
<br>John Garfield be'n offered a fancy job by her
<br>international banker father and take'n
<br>it because HE DON'T TAKE NO CRAP FROM NOBODY
<br>John Garfield breath'n all over the rich chick in the
<br>grass on a hill beside the roadster under the
<br>trees with the top down (& her fling'n her legs
<br>up around him!)
<br>John Garfield (dies of an OD in bed with a crawling
<br>nymph...) PUNCH'N THE WORLD RIGHT ON ITS ASS!
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O John Garfield--
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;     Life loved--
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my hard hero & Handsome--
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;     proletarian vagabond...
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;            Look, your lessons blossom!
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Kirby Doyle
<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;     for the DIGGERS
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