Оказывается, это не просто так. Песня на стихотворение...

Оказывается, это не просто так. Песня на стихотворение "Second night in N.Y.C after 3 years" Грегори Корсо. Откуда ж мне знать. Грегори, кстати, был приятелем Гинзберга, Керуака и Берроуза (но геем, говорят, не был), протабанил чтения в Галерее 6, где должен был выступать вместе с Гинзебргом.... ну как-то так

Second night in N.Y.C after 3 years
I was happy I was bubbly drunk
The street was dark
I waved to a young policeman
He smiled
I went up to him and like a flood of gold
Told him all about my prison youth
About how noble and great some convicts were
And about how I just returned from Europe
Which wasn’t half as enlightening as prison
And he listened attentively I told no lie
Everything was truth and humour
He laughed
He laughed
And it made me so happy I said:
‘Absolve it all, kiss me!’
‘No no no no!’ he said
and hurried away.

Gregory Corso.