Wednesday, 25 March 2009



No need to grin
Le fin Le fin
Patina on the inside
Call me a butterfly
It's a Yank's secret desire
A cavalier's stopped clock
It's you and me
It's whoever and me
Don't ascend the stairs dizzy one
Not yet pet
In pretty shades, with lice
Think once, know twice
Your free step and
Your costly movement
Is eye fodder and
Is body weight
Upon my bony bony back

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