Here you will find the Poem A Gotham Garden of Verses of poet Franklin P. Adams
I In summer when the days are hot The subway is delayed a lot; In winter, quite the selfsame thing; In autumn also, and in spring. And does it not seem strange to you That transportation is askew In this--I pray, restrain your mirth!-- In this, the Greatest Town on Earth? II All night long and every night The neighbors dance for my delight; I hear the people dance and sing Like practically anything. Women and men and girls and boys, All making curious kinds of noise And dancing in so weird a way, I never saw the like by day. So loud a show was never heard As that which yesternight occurred: They danced and sang, as I have said, As I lay wakeful in my bed. They shout and cry and yell and laugh And play upon the phonograph; And endlessly I count the sheep, Endeavouring to fall asleep. III It is very nice to think This town is full of meat and drink; That is, I'd think it very nice If my pappa but had the price. IV This town is so full of a number of folks, I'm sure there will always be matter for jokes.