If I were Richard Brautigan's son

If I were Richard Brautigan's son

I'd start each day with umbrellas in typewriters

In seventies San Francisco 

Near the Art Institute

I'd wear a shiny vinyl overcoat

And be photographed with a girl in a SF location

For my next book

Or maybe she would

I don't know

I'm not Richard Brautigan's son

So this is all just conjecture

BUT

If I were

Well, never mind.