walt whitman's niece

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last night or night before that, a seaman friend of mine, walked up to a big old building, and would not have walked up the stairs, if there had not have been two girls, and i recall a door, a big long room, i remember a deep blue rug, a girl took down a book of poems, and as she read i laid my head, down in her lap, well, my seaman buddy and his girl moved off after a couple of pages, and there i was, all night long, laying and listening and forgetting the poems, and as well as i could recall, or my seaman buddy could recollect, the girl had told us that she was a niece of walt whitman, but not which niece, and it takes a night and a girl, and a book of this kind, a long, long time to find its way back, last night or night before that, a seaman friend of mine, walked up to a big old building, and would not have walked the stairs, if there had not been two girls, and i recall a door, a big long room, i remember a deep blue rug, a girl took down a book of poems, and as she read i laid my head, down in her lap