You're strolling so strangely
As if you were flying in
A three-masted yacht
As if you were standing a statue in a parkway
That's a pardonable action...
I'm lighting filters,
You're sucking aspirin,
Most wide-spread pleasure...
And you are two-faced.
A taximan died.
A taxpayer perished
You're not worth, my lovely, those blind butterflies...
You re strolling so strangely...
© Copyright: Пол Фил, 2011
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