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This is my prompt reply to Heather Huffman' July writing prompt to write a poem or story that uses the words crooked roses, cobblestone street, and spaghetti sauce.

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The 51 State

In Greateer Brooklyn insiders know as a matter "OF COURSE"

Were especially famed for three things:

Our cobblestone streets that break axels and ankles,

Crooked roses, and spaghetti sauce.

No one knows how are roses got crooked

But the three bets that have been booke

There are three rookie bookies

Who take your bets and give cookies

And all of them are named Rose:

There's Jewish Rosie from Coney Island

Who's moving to Long Island

And we'll all be glad when she does

Because despite her great humor there is arumor

That she's in cahoots with the fuzz.

Rosa from Puerto Rico

Will drive you quite loco

Her beauty dazzles you to overbet

She is so killed she makes you ill

In ten years you aint won a bet yet

And Rosa from Naples

Top chef has her staples

Which include as a matter of course

Top ingredients for meals and what seals the deall

is her world famous spaghetti sauce

For which night and day in Sheepshead Bay

Ships come and load up her gold

They bulge as they leave through the borough one can breathe

Her holy sauce filling their hold.

So thus goes the story of great Brooklyn glory

That I am proud to relate

And issue the call to one and to all

To make Brooklyn the 51 state.

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