23rd Ave. And 32nd Street

There’s a place here in town

Where you don’t go around

If you do you must pick up your feet

You’re new around here

So you don’t know to fear

What happens on 23rd ave and 32nd street

I’ll give you a clue

On what not to do

But the rest is beyond my commands

I need you to say

That away you will stay

Your very life, my friend, is in your hands

I’m sure you’re quixotic

“This tale seems exotic,”

But trust me it’s one you need me to tell

For the choice would be wrong

To stay there to long

Unless you’d be open to hell

What could that be?

Oh it’s simple you see

It’s a portal. A nexus. A gate

On the other side

With no need to hide

Roaming freely are creatures of hate

Do us the kindness

Don’t wander with blindness

For our ancestors left it with scorn

Just waltz right on by

Fleeting feet should be spry

Or your life is the thing we will mourn