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A Cloud in Trousers
"I'll come at four," Maria promised.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten.
Then the evening
turned its back on the windows
and plunged into grim night,
scowling
Decemberish.
At my decrepit back
the candelabras guffawed and whinnied.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten.
Then the evening
turned its back on the windows
and plunged into grim night,
scowling
Decemberish.
At my decrepit back
the candelabras guffawed and whinnied.
from
Vladimir Mayakovsky's
A Cloud in Trousers [part 1]
Vladimir Mayakovsky's
A Cloud in Trousers [part 1]
14.1.10
D is for Dangerous
D is for delightful
And try and keep your trousers on
I think you should know you're his favourite worst nightmare
D is for...
And try and keep your trousers on
I think you should know you're his favourite worst nightmare
D is for...
Arctic Monkeys
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