My Maspeth? -
Serving Middle Village and Maspeth since 1938.

Originally published in the September 1998 Juniper Berry Magazine

My Maspeth?

Grand Avenue in the 1940s

Maspeth is where I reside

Maspeth is where my wife died

A simple town which once was cozy

It's now so crowded that's not so rosie

Too many cars and not enough spaces

You'll lose your spot by tying your laces

Kids no longer play in the street

Speeding cars took away that treat

A country town which once was heaven

My Maspeth never needed a 7-Eleven

Everywhere you look there's houses

Now people even attend church with half trousers

No more tipping of the hat to say hello

That's out of style another new low

They call it progress my dear friend

Could it be that my Maspeth is nearing the end?