The Seattle Star

I foiled thе mission, no superstition, I am the vision: young, black, gifted with ambition. Yеah, yeah, yeah…Got all the Comics — like all the Comix — but I’m Alloysious Massaquoi straight from Sunday

There was a man selling chicks in a box. He said, “two for one, but three for two.” I said, “that’s not bad
Here’s money for you.” One was the Comics, the other, Sunday.

Turn any corner. Hear — you must hear what the people say! You know that somethin’ is goin’ on around here; it surely, surely won’t stand the light of day, no. And it appears to be the Sunday Comics — it appears to be a long time before the dawn.