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Big M, Little M, many mumbling mice
Are making midnight music in the moonlight,
Mighty nice!
I don't want a pickle,
I just wanna ride on my motorsickle.
And I don't want to die,
I just want to ride on my motorcy.
Cle.
-- Arlo Guthrie
Then here's to the City of Boston,
The town of the cries and the groans.
Where the Cabots can't see the Kabotschniks,
And the Lowells won't speak to the Cohns.
-- Franklin Pierce Adams
🎫 -- 👔 -- 🔋 -- 🍖 -- 🥞 -- ⚡ -- 📗 -- 🚘 -- 🌋 -- 🏓 -- 🕺 -- 🎄 -- 😺 -- 👳 -- 💚