Brooklyn Dodgers

I LOOK AT A GRAVEYARD WHILE I'M IN THE SHOWER AND I SING MY SONGS NOT IN THE MORNING BUT WHEN THE WATER IS BOILING LATE AT NIGHT AND I THINK TO MYSELF, "WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE BROOKLYN DODGERS? WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ME? WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO ALL THE NEW YORK GENTLEMEN?" MY DAD, HE SAID, "SON, YOU'RE LOOKING AT ONE." I MENTIONED MY DAD BECAUSE HE JOKES ABOUT THE TIMES THAT HE'S HAD BACK WHEN HE WAS A HIPPIE AND HOW OUR RELATIVES CHANGED THEIR NAMES JUST TO SEEM MORE AMERICAN. "WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE BROOKLYN DODGERS? WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ME? WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ALL THE NEW YORK GENTLEMEN?" MY DAD, HE SAID, "Son, you're lookinG AT ONE." HEY, WE SAID WE'D GO OUR OWN WAY. HEY, WHY DON'T WE START TODAY? WHAT HAPPENED TO THOSE DAYS? TELL ME, TELL ME. "WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE BROOKLYN DODGERS? WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ME? WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO ALL THE NEW YORK GENTLEMEN? DID THEY JUST FLOAT OUT TO SEA?" MY DAD, HE SAID, "SON, YOU'RE LOOKING AT ONE."