Last night when I saw Holden
In an uptown Manhattan bar
He didn’t look crummy
Hair no longer half gray
Not deep in his thought
Nor pining for sister
No prostitute on his arm
But rather a leggy brunette
He is now directing movies
Enjoying life in Tinseltown
Amazing thing this psychoanalysis
Take the morbid man
And make him sane and alive
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