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Reform: The best is yet to come and won’t that be fine

It’s the weekend after and Reform is coming to the realization a nightmare is coming to a close.  The deadlock in government is over and now comes the slew of initiatives blocked earlier for no other reason but stopping the mayor from doing what’s right for the City of Hoboken.


From repaving Washington Street to upgrading and delivering on the expectations of the much needed HOP buses, there’s a list of things the Hoboken Sopranos blocked harming Hoboken because progress could not be allowed under the mayor’s and a reform council’s watch.


That’s all over.


Da Horsey is hearing from all strata of Hoboken life and the reality is sinking in – a victory for all of Hoboken has been won.  Once again, voters stared into the abyss of what the Old Guard offered and from Marine View to the Hudson Tea Building and all points in-between they said “enough.”


They’ll be griping from the usual corners: the haters, the morally derelict, the back room dealing crowd, the embittered Masonistas, the profiteers who gnash their teeth at the loss of Jersey Shore homes seeing Vision 20/20 evaporate (but not the six figure campaign debt up on the hill.)


Now it’s Hoboken’s turn and this is our town.  And ole blue eyes’.  Take it away Frank.

Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plum

You came along and everything started to hum

Still it’s a real good bet, the best is yet to come

The best is yet to come, and won’t that be fine

You think you’ve seen the sun, but you ain’t seen it shine

Wait till the warm-up is underway

Wait till out lips have met

Wait till you see that sunshine day

You ain’t seen nothin’ yet

The best is yet to come, and won’t that be fine

The best is yet to come, come the day that your mine

Come the day that your mine

I’m gonna teach you to fly

We’ve only tasted the wine

We’re gonna drain that cup dry

Wait till your charms are right, for the arms to surround

You think you’ve flown before, but you ain’t left the ground

Wait till you’re locked in my embrace

Wait till I hold you near

Wait till you see that sunshine place

There ain’t nothin’ like it here

The best is yet to come, and won’t that be fine

The best is yet to come, come the day that your mine

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