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The Last Crawfish Supper
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

What if Jesus had been from New Orleans...
Would we see y’all throughout the Bible...
What if the last supper had been a crawfish boil...
With Mardi Gras Indians dancing all tribal...

What if the New Orleans Saints were really from heaven...
Would they have never lost a game...
What if the referees’ calls were truthful...
Would the playoff outcome have been the same...


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Historic New Orleans Streetcars
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

The Historic New Orleans Streetcars
First drawn by horses in 1832...
Connected Lake Pontchartrain to the Mississippi River
Along beautiful Elysian Fields Avenue...

This was soon followed
By the Poydras-Magazine Line...
And then Lafayette (Jackson) and Nayades (St. Charles),
Totally by design...


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Do You Know What It Means…
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

Do you know what it means
To miss New Orleans...
To miss da delicious food
And Miss Leah’s spicy red beans...

I miss da powdered sugar
On ma Morning Call beignets...
I miss walkin’ wit ma lady
In Audubon Park on rainy days...


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A Movable Feast
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

Ridin’ round New Orleans on my Vespa
With my baby holdin’ on real tight
Life should be nothin’ if not a movable feast
Lastin’ all day and trippin’ into da night

Headin’ down St Charles to the Quarters
Searchin’ for the freshest beignets
Wavin’ to the tourists on da streetcar
It’s gonna be one of dose days


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The Alphabet of New Orleans
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

“A” is forda alligator...
Who lives in da lagoon...
“B” is forda beignets...
Dat ya eat wit yo fingers...
Not some silver spoon...

“C” is forda crawfish...
Dat ya eat wit ya fingers, yea...
“D” is forda doberge cake...
Take an extra piece home...

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Recent New orleans Poems
Float Rider Blues
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

It was my first time riding
In a Mardi Gras night parade
It was hard to hide this wonderful feeling
Of flying high as I stood and surveyed

The night was cool, and the music was funky
The mood was good, and the sky was clear
I was feeling excited to be riding on the float
As I grabbed myself yet another cold beer


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A Movable Feast
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

Ridin’ round New Orleans on my Vespa
With my baby holdin’ on real tight
Life should be nothin’ if not a movable feast
Lastin’ all day and trippin’ into da night

Headin’ down St Charles to the Quarters
Searchin’ for the freshest beignets
Wavin’ to the tourists on da streetcar
It’s gonna be one of dose days


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Morning Call
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

When the kids were all fed...
And after draining the bath water...
We would all climb into my dad’s car...
And head down to the French Quarter...

My parents enjoyed all the excitement...
After working those long days...
We’d head down to Morning Call...
For chocolate milk and beignets...


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The Mardi Gras Fountain
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

Who remembers when our parents...
After the dinner dishes were all put away...
Would discuss together as a family...
For that perfect ending of the day...

After we bathed and brushed our teeth...
Put on our clean footy pajamas...
We grabbed a bunch of warm blankets...
And fresh cocktails for the mommas...


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Grandma’s Sayings
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice

Growing up in da city...
Our sayings were always witty...
We don’t mean nobody no harm...
So go away if your attitude is sh/tty...

My grandmother used to say them...
My parents said them, too...
My aunts and uncles said them...
So did everyone else I knew...


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