I had this strange, but beautiful dream that Marilyn Monroe was the Queen of America. Our capital seemed to be Miami. At least that's what it looked like. A Miami with a Chrysler Building.
arrived in a giant seaplane. One of those beautiful "China Clipper's"
from the late 1930's. There was a Royal Procession of knights in gold
armor bearing Her to the palace. In the tropical dream sun the knights
looked like a river of molten gold streaming down the wide avenue!
I was in a crowd of Her subjects who btw looked like extra's from a
Carmen Miranda movie. I was in the adoring mass of Queen Marilyn's
good, and loyal subjects. It was like a Mardi Gras. A happy dream. I
woke up with a smile.
*Also from the "Royal Republic", see below. Maybe I should collect all the crap I've posted over the last century, and put it into a book or maybe write it in chalk on the sidewalk when it's raining. Either way all my fans could see it. Lets see are we up to 4 or five yet?