Napoli

My ol’ a son name’ Napoli,

     He eesa beega lad;

He no work een da barber shop,

     Da sam’ hees ol’ a dad.

He lik’ for do mooch beega theeng,

     “No leetta job,” he say;

He go to Cambreedge ev’ra morn’

     For deega beeg subway.

He gotta twelve dolls’ evra week,

     For work eight hours a day;

For Dago boy weeth no mooch school

     Ees pretta gooda pay.

He dress up nights an’ com’ een shop

     But no geeve me a han’;

Baycause he deega dat subway

     He eesa beega man.

Sept. 22, ‘09