Our Man in Europe/ DAVEDELACROIX, Lord borgo, : "Anaconda ..in the Afternoon..
LOVE LOST, in the afternoon,, expectations, lost, no hope, before "Jappy Hur!"" (Happy Thingy?)
somehow CORKSCREWS (like da Inter Neuro Net_) into YOUR SOUL; Checks IN...?
WHO CARRIES (but ya heart), who gives a ROYAL DAMN, -cept intelligence, born, and the pursuit
of your "raison d-etre", to KILL IT, to shake it off, a monkey off ya back?
LOST LOVE, in the afternoon, a Blue room, a LAM IA, an Anaconda, that Usurps U in it's COILS and now CELEBRATES, in some Tavern......where ... under pressure ..... your SOUL BURSTS!!!
..And MIO, like U...do I get to switch off the light? ...THIS is not a question.
My ol- DAD, Henry Witherspoon , married , to Mary Anastasia, always said, "Dave..." I'll (LATER)...and everything will turn out alright... " And to THIS DAY...I'm still playin- wiv da damn @rEMOTE@...(Remote?)
LOST LOVE...in the afternoon, GREAT EXPECTAT IONS; some gig on the horizon , an Anaconda ....in the afternoon, that, alas...
corkscrews into your soul ....which then slithers away, somehow, without a conscience...
c2017, davedelacroix,Sicily./Computer fricked UP, no WHASSIT....buono fortuna.
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