Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Maybe tomorrow_.."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sweet September."


....Maybe Tomorrow, maybe today, maybe Yesterday, but it maybe too late, maybe our last kiss and all the GRRRS; some songs we sing have endings like a Lion-s  roar: Maybe we-ll intertwine, maybe we'll  drink in PARIS!  Some wine, maybe, lingerie, we-ll disrobe and maybe we-ll have a memory, maybe,  and souvenirs, old photos of U and Me looking Cool and feelin' Free; maybe we-ll dance together.... An Aperitif, my sweet;  and NO questions: some sweet September....Maybe?


c2017/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/Palermo/Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ ""Ain-t Misbehavin..."

ooUR mAN IN eUROPE/DAVE DELACROIX/ "Ain't Misbehavin'...."


(dedicato: Reza Hyatt: Countessa, Park Co. Colo. Usa.)


AIN'T MISBEHAVING,
not too much
...since I got... OVER U?
... Still? I might DRINK lake COMO
or fly to CHINA;
sorta/kinda things I do?
Nothings IMPOSSIBLE,
no Shakespeare pose?
And under God's sunshine?
JEEZ! or the Devils Cloak?

Write some Boogie-woogie
Chanson and say:
"For whom the bell tolls?" U think?
... Ain't misbehaving,
not too much, since I got over U...

(Arrivee' Backdrop Angelic CHOIR:)

"Stormy Weather!"
  Like a FEATHER,
I dance across the Sky!
An I hope it's the DAWNING,
tomorrow's CRUTCHES
gonna prod  at my tender Soul?

Ain't misbehaving
 ain't goin' no-place;
just lookin' for my soul,
any which way I can?
(What a Loser!!!)
YO! -no body special,
dude on the street,
somebody down on the Beat?

Aint't misCHIEFIN, ain't misbehavin, leastways,
not too much
since I got over U....





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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "WE DRIVE!!!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "WE Drive!"


(dedicato Sweet Juanita & The Donkey Show)


".....We DRIVE
don't DIVE
just DRIVE
to be ALIVE;
we drive...

We DRIVE
(Guess ya gotta shout?)
YESTERDAY!
Today
and the days to come?

WE Drive! We THRIVE
to stay alive?
We DRIVE! We Drive
on this side of Paradise^

We PEDAL TO DA METAL!
This mix of Fools & Wise;
get us across, get us THERE
to the other side?

We DRIVE, we DRIVE, We DRIVE!



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Blind on Blind/Cieco Sopra Cieco!

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Blind ON Blind/Cierco Sopra Cieco!"


(dedicato: A Vino at Bar Florio, piazza Scandalito, Sciacca, Sicily)


"...Blind ON blind, Sorella, this Night of You; too young, too old, too white, to yellow, too black, too Muslim, too Jew...under your skirts, beneath that floral petticoat, outside of your EGO, yet within the clutches of your Intellectual fangs, whence inflicted, naked neck, naked vascular, spouting, bleeding stains your mortal limitations....under your Bra of Gall....that potential Succubus of:

BLIND on blind, SONS, Balsamic, wine or of Gold; a Gold , an amalgam, a face, a person who wishes for heartbreak, who pines to get OLD, blind; it-s a question....inside U;

BLIND ON BLIND, repetitive, THE MADDING CROWD, the Unease in your sleep and  the SUN UN sharing OUT LOUD: lipstick smear and the folly of remembrance;

BLIND on blind: (Chinatown movie:) "U right! U Right! U Right! And U are Right! Now QUIT messing- with the Venetian Blinds, CURLY: I just had -em installed!"....

All for Nothing. And Nothing for All...."



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The ONLY Woman U ever loved...."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Only Woman U ever loved..."


...The ONLY woman U ever loved, came to Love or SHOVED and found U? The only gal with which U shared a smile, wiped it off her face and left pining? And hugs and kisses along the way, her journey, un-entitled, and un-like to stay: A child? And the only woman U ever loved gave your child away?

The ONLY woman U ever loved fought Cats-Tooth & Nail! A BANSHEE! She'd rather burn down her family's CASTLE than let U GET/and-or slip away? And tapestries of heroics, heralds in fright, Georgio & the Dragon, usurp night's dreams...that ONLY woman U have SEEN and who U have ever loved; and yet her heart is now COLD....directed at your Soul?
(Losing U?)

The ONLY woman U ever loved one DAY U lost at Cards...(Club records show) Between an Ace of Spades and that frickin' Jack of Hearts? But it's not forgotten; she - independently - awaits U some place, some time, some where  IN time?....

Funny how that works? A Bella's revenge? And for HER too: The ONLY women U ever loved: the one that  somehow got away.


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Pushkin & The Queen of Spades."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Pushkin & the Queen of Spades."


(dedicato: Angela Savida)


...I NEVER PLAY Cards unless my Life depends upon it? Whilst I can "fall in love" within a moment, a place, (St. Petersburg?) a Diamond then a face, then a Heart....later broken, from which my OWN will spend a lifetime to erase; I always play the Queen of Spades? And become irretrievable?
(How so, if I do not play games of Chance...U may ask?)
An Idiot? Am I Stupid?  U ASK!!!? Do I need an Education? SOMEBODY...to take me under their wing?...I don't think so.

Tonight, a certain Chevalier lies encumbered, a Duel: Pistoles!
In deep Russian  snow it's doubtful (the cold?) they will execute their task or explode; the Duellers included? Yet here is the ORDER, the Command. The Satisfaction of HONOUR.......20 paces, about face, take aim: DO OR DIE!
(Infinity/eternity demands a Nano-second of Silence?)

"PHWAT-PHWAT!" And there's blood on Silk, then Cloth, then Snow...."Seconds" gather, horses STRAIN at their Carriage restraints!  HUMANS hush in the degradation of all that we do?

No matter. One Duellist, wounded in the left shoulder, the other, after firing, pissed his pants and fainted in the snow. So we gather this "affair of honour" and repose to the nearest tavern...to kiss a girl, to drink Voyka, to sing our songs and like Cossacks, stamp the taverns floor for NOTHING matters any more; after-all, I myself have an "affair of honour", a Duel, in the morning...and I always play the Queen of Spades!


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Apostle AT LARGE."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Apostle AT LARGE!"


....WISH I KNEW a Jew in Hollywood (get me a deal?) or a Buddy at the BBC (Israeli Occupied Territory) or fry the ASS off my closest TWO Kosher Room-mates: FED (erico) & GOLD (ie) both Jewish, pot smokers; don't do SHIT 'cept watch the BBC? Wotchchagonnado?... BBC?

WISH I KNEW a MUSLIM in Tehran outside of old buddies, Arash and Benhrang; KIDS obscured by present TYRANT-culture IMANS who permeate Medeavilism in Today's World? No doubt the BBC will be over taken by Indus, maybe Muslims, after the TV licence revolt and  the money runs out?

...WISH I KNEW a Buddhist I could trust? The only one I ever met wanted to sell me MY Life!...serious disagreements when I offered him my life: $10,000 per year?...Pay it to ME  on da MONCK!?
The Buddhist faded, fled, as all Buddhists do? (Insidious people)

Wish I could FIND a Protestant who would "have a Beer" with a Catholic in some Tavern and sing: "Auld lang Syne"? In Boston Massachusetts, Derry, Northern Ireland, several hundred bars in the "United Kingdom": I'll laugh till I die? Not a ONE will deign to play the Ukelele? (Odd?)

WISH I WAS the "PIED PIPER" who could lead all the KIDS away from their parents, culture, stick 'em some place, let them get educated, grow, think for themselves?

I wonder if the BBC would televise... or Religion and decaying Cultures: just mow them down like grass, the Apostles of tomorrow?


c2017/davedelacroix/sciacca/sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Kiss...Il Baccio..."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Kiss!" (Il Baccio!)


...BEFORE WE have awoken and AFTER we have not slept, our KISS - in Uteri - in all its fragility, desire, chancing its life to the vicissitudes of outright pleasure, now UN-wrapped, stark naked; its aftermath of cold, sticky sweat and Still-born longing, UN-woken, UN-slept... in all its Divinity...like your favourite Movie - Les Enfant Du Paradis - without an ending?
ALL HAIL! The touch of Intimacy; that Succubus which CROWNS "Hellos", "Adieus", Adoration: those HUGS to Vengeance, all cast out to a vicarious World like a finished cigarette or  confetti at the wedding of Good and Evil... or some "Installment" of a pre-arranged contract for all things yet to come?
Before U have awoken and AFTER U have not slept....OUR kiss....I DO believe....kissing...we have not met?


c2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/Sciacca/Sicily....:)

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sweet Jeanne."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Sweet Jeanne"...


I CAN let U go,
I CAN'T let U know
I can't kiss  anymore ...and sow my  seed?
I can't be in command,
no longer demanding
in fact? -I'm sweeping the floor?

I cannot understand
this  SEASON,
I cannot decide, I cannot
refrain, in love, as I am?
I cannot begrudge
the child, my name,

a child in our making,
I cannot let U go?
I DO say: "Avanti!":
I cannot kiss and sow,
the Country boy to his girl
Sweet Jeanne!
Sweet Jeanne!

Sweet Jeanne? I don't kiss,
yet now we sow a seed?
I cannot BE in command,
so let the World go to Hell,
but sweet Jeanne someday?
- say: "Hi!" to haunt,
sweet Jeanne and David?

BOY & GIRL in Utero!
and a rendevous, faraway,
now (Wasn't it ALWAYS!!?)
someplace, in God's sacred heart?

Sweet Jeanne. Sweet Jeanne....yet NO child came?...



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WHO can let GO: blood on blood? "Out damn Spot!" -Lady Macbeth? Cesare Borgia: Strangaling his foe?


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Memory Lane."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Memory Lane."



(dedicato: Patrick Clelland Allen; Laird of Park County, Colorado, USA)


SHOUT!?  SCREAM!!? It's useless. There's only one way U can go? Get used to it; leastways; "get a GRIP"!?.. And be "shunted!"  - U will -  like an old locomotive (train?); old  pictures, photos, videos, letters, telex messages, business memoranda, E-mails, HD videos, "eratums" and foolish confessions - the "stuff" of  "All OUR YESTERDAYS" that come to VISIT (one last time?) for the ON-set of senility/dementia in - seemingly, REWIND/recurring installments - bound, BINDING - thats "motive-ordained"  is to haunt your life's Twilight into dusty death?
Doesn't matter how intelligent U are? Men/Women of Power? Peasants toiling the fields? Equality! Finality! Death's precursor!...In that "grasp-last" Utopia, its Clutches at your throat and thoughts? God's OWN "auto da fe", lute strings-bow and arrow, U punctured, and  SUCKED  UP into  that Incubus of  life's last extreme nature?
"SHANE! Shane! Come back, SHANE!" (A cry for....) If the poor bastard  ( Not You: Shane?) didn't get shot full of holes later in a wild west saloon or went "tutte-membrane" through bordello-whore-syhillis or comitted suicide in despair trying to complete a New York Times Crossword Puzzle using English (ENGLISH-English) spelling: Who could blame him?
As for REMEMBERING?.... Like Politicians: "I don't recall?" But TOO LATE. Nature Does! -Commensurate, from long ago: The Ghost of a youthful boulevard, La Strada! I CORSO; right there on the spot - un-concealable - down that inevitable conduit, that  Faithful Traitor: "Memory Lane"?
A PRETTY name for so - potentially a disdainful "street" filled with victory, dispair, hope, and guilt for One and All? Are future (and present?) generations doomed to this assignation where all plans, designs, roadmaps never ever fail to rendezvous? Whilst on the "other side", irreversable, irrecoverable, your own advanced legendary and damnable publicity is ground into obscurity? As is mine?

"Ride a wild horse to Banbury Cross:"Arrivederci" your Pussy! "Vaya con Dios" your Cock!?
(Who wrote that?...)

And down on "Memory Lane"?  Calendars are blown away. Gone: with  Scarlett O'Hara!! HISTORY!!! And Yours; your "own personal Jesus"? Reflecting? Remembering?  SO many things! A death in the family? Premature? A brother, lost in War? And SO many loves? So many songs?  Righteousness! Un-avoidable Wrongs?Theft? Generosity? ALTRUISM! The kernel of that presumptive fruit that - all the long? - whispered: "U belong?" ...Gone and lost, yet still, not quite forever? All accumalated. All safely stored; down there...on MEMORY LANE. "Penny Lane"? ....And a Penny for your thoughts.


c2017/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/Sciacca/Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Bella."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Bella."

(Dedicato: Lilli)

Bella? Please don't BURN...like I burn?
Bella? Be COOL in your School, UN-suckled?
Bella? Don't U go light your OWN fire?
Bella? Stick around and KNOW what you've found?
Bella? Come to Me?
Bella! Let's explore! Go see the Sea!!!
Bella? PLEASE don't burn, like I burn?
Bella? Be cool...


c2017/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/Sciacca/Sicily.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Schubert & THE GENERAL."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Schumann and  the General."

....There ONCE was a Great WAR instigated by the most cruel & callous neighbours, Austrians,
humanity and conveniently supported by hungered Nationals, generations, a swath of disdain injecting  the venom of their neighbours, the Deutch, to cry in their name to suffer the death of their bravest boys, preferably 16 to 21? ALL; disseminates, by machine gun fire.
As for WW-2? (We never get to laugh?) Stalingrad! Leningrad! The HORROR!?
Present day SYRIA comes to mind. Noble Refugees! Cities in ruin? REFUGEES!!! ISIS,, PRESIDENTS, ALLIES!? . "I just painted a Madonna on my wall?": "YO! -KA-BOOM!!!"

....There was once - gonna tell it as I know it - a German, SS Colonel, an aficionado, a FAN of Schumann (who, apparently, was Jewish?). The  SS Colonel - a German Aristocrat - came under some Flak....I don't know if he was sent to the "Russian Front"; either way....He enjoyed Schumann but  co-joined in exterminating PEOPLE!
I wish I could write more?

As I type THIS on my Laptop....I hope YOU ROCK STARS will forgive me. I cannot see to continue...


davedelacroix/....in Sicily.....:)

Our Man in Europe/dave Delacroix/ "Walkin' da Dog!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/"Walking da Dog!"


(dedicato: Count Stephan Grujic of  Herzo-Serbia, Baron von Hildersheim, Neider-Saxonia)


...In the OLD DAYS...IF she HAD a DOG....like now; if she HAS a Hi-tech Cell-phone (w/max. APPS), the QUESTION still applies: "YOU! (Boyfriend/Husband?): WHAT IS YOUR JOB? -Maybe, in-case she gets "frisky" on a Sunday afternoon  to SCRATCH that ITCH till that ALPHA APPS, can't arrive too soon? WHAT is your ROLE; pay for the drinks,  occasionally squeeze her tits?  -least ways, I doubt she gives a flying frick... for just what you THINK: Photo Moment: All prepped (oiled and towelled)  to "get laid" yet  "coitus-interruptous", she's TEXTING throughout your Noble Orgasm?
OH! The Fall of Giants! Oh! The Fall of Western Man!... In the OLD DAYS she'd have a Puppy Dog; now? She's got YOU walking - sans cell-phone - OUT there: "jest'a walking da dog?" And in ALL its GLORY: the APP of Sexual Knavery...Knights in Canine Armour, sweet Guinevere?....
Guinivere?
She got Ya "Walkin' da Dog!" (Woof-Woof!)

(Singing:) "And if U don't know how to do it? She'll show U how to walk DA DOG!!!!"



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix : "The Loneliness of Rain.".

OUR MAN in Europe/dave delaroix/ "The LONELINESS of Rain."


"...the loneliness of rain sings to ya Soul, it wants  YOU to hug your bosom, your "righteous" and your Soul? Now, don-t go letting it Down? Give it all your respect, a fornicating concept: abstract! ABstracct! ...dA loneliness of RAIN, a kiss without a Smile? A Country Girl from  the Shires, her wiles, her wiles; as we burn her at the Media  Stake? An "Auto da FE"... that Catholic, Vatican PEOPLE who  satiate? WHOOSH! So Continental!!!  After-all, they are People? And the burnt, Dead,  with "Sede Vacante", "Haber-rum Pappa"....and the Old Gal on the crowded SUBWAY, to whom  - you NEVER! - give up your Seat?
Is this...ENGLISH?  Count the Saxons! Take the Dane Gold; take the Dane LAW and Edward, CONFESSOR, King of England's "Dark Ages": your lonely reign?


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Our Man in Europe&dave delacroix: "Grande Illusion."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Il Grande Illusion".


("Don-t cry for ME, fucking JESUS!")


...LEND ME $20! I've lost all my fine Gold? Tonight? DA BELLE I was courting in my seclusion, some other, in her sight?  -LIKE A VIRGIN  NUN on a Skateboard, winging?
There was ONCE a Princess, a Maiden, her name DIANA, Blue blood  and true who loved a
Pakistani Prince? He's now dead. The Princess too? What blood inter-mingles in that  Royal Tunnel of Love? And the Families, like neighbours,  who speculate?
As for ME? - My fine Gold lace, tapestries and Holdings, in "Hock"!, like a Government, I borrow and lease (Ownership is a MYTH!) Still, I sing me a song, let the "Grande Illusion" last long...so that ALL my Buddies can feel Free! -On their very OWN tedious journey- Loves; washing their American  hair or darned English socks; me, bereft, a DICK, myself, dissolving into a sexual whirlpool?
LEND ME $20! Yet another $20! In the Casino? Lend me $200! Lend me the KEYS to your Pontiac, your heart?.... Then?  As the WORLD progresses, ever-threatening to fall apart? Gather the Family: Let's all sing: ""Don't cry for ME, frickin' Jesus!"....(And don't cry for the one's that I love?)  And don't cry .... for the one's that I Love: A Colony of aspiration, revolution and fiscal despair?


c2017/davedelacroix/sciacca,sicily, one leg standing!...:)

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "FEEDBACK!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Feedback!"


A SCREECH!....UN-controlled; the Summer is KILLING me with Loneliness due to SLOTH, inadequacies, Ego-obsession and (my Medicine) alcohol.
It's NOT North Korea, Donald Trump or  BREXIT? Is it the GUILT-LESS-NESS, OUR History, Farewell-SLAPS! Hate Mail? Or Cultural disdain: the SNARL of  CLOWNS?

A SCREECH Kiss! -A long awaited pour from a demijon of "Vin de la  Maison"? An UN-suspected HOLLER! A cry for help!? -SUSTAINED-feedback; that UN-cut TRUE LOVE...in a grinder?

SING OUT: "Just WHO has sailed the Seven Seas? And, in love, survived that Whisky harbour?"

ALL the UN-written, all the Written, Spoken, UN-spoken, Cried and UN-cried SUSTAINED!
A feedback?
And that Face which launched a thousand ships, as the long, hot  - inferno! - Summer passed me by...?


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Resolutions!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Resolutions!"


(dedicato: "THE JINNS", Denver Colo.'s, 1980/90's finest Rock-a-billy/R & B/Jerry Lee: Pete Nalty, Rob England and the Crew!?


...I SHOULD learn more (language) ITALIAN?
("Perché? No lo so!")
I should QUIT drinking BEER!
(OK: I KNOW this one...?)
I should cut down on Smoking? I should get my ASS
in Gear?

I should throw away my Antique Cell-Phone
(I never answer it, anyway?) And/OR: KARATE
my Laptop P.C. and E-Mail that Inter-net Service
SUCKER into OUTTA' SPACE!!!

I should give up my favourite Cafes & Bars
(Wince!?); yet "Maybe?" LESS is MORE?
Plus! Empty the Fridge of those fattening Brews
or pick up an Old Guitar and GET BACK to...
just WHERE?

Fortune and Fame? And that 1.000 yard STARE
U get from playing "Big Time R & R!"; arena, street or square?
Where does it LEAVE U: Some lonesome, midnight Cafe?
(Cough! Choke! Splutter!)

I should GET BACK without LOOKING BACK
and RESOLVE to, never, ever, ever, EVER
FALL IN LOVE....again....!.....
(...As for the WHISKY? -We'll talk 'bout DAT later!)



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Borscht!"

Our Man in Europe/dae delaroix/ "Borscht!"

(dedicato: Angela Salvidi)


...There's a fly in my soup, a cockroach in my heart, there's a  big nose which might smell of stink and there's some KID on the horizon we may have yet to crucify?... Does it matter? NO: as the World turns.

There's a poignancy - I am not qualified? - , an IN-sider's VIPER venom, a "Witchfinder", dunking Devil: "Ou sans les neige daNTAN?" And some KID on the horizon who is yet to  save our Souls?

There's (don't choke!?) a domestic bliss, a Gin & Tonic, a kiss, HUG, a forgiveness: and ALL the World's a BONFIRE at that moment when Man and Woman KISS...as we riddle and UN-riddle the bounty beyond our grasp, drowning in our passions?


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Our Man in Europe/dave Delacroix/ "IN my Borscht/In my Soup."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Borscht/Minestrone/Irish Stew!" (...In my Soup)


(Dedicato: Angela Savidi)


...There-s a FLY in my soup, there-s a Cockroach in my heart, there-s a BIG NOSE which might smell of stink, there-s some KID on the horizon: we may have to crucify?.....It DON'T MATTER as the World turns?
There's a poignancy - I am not qualified? -, an insidious, Viper-tongue-VENOM: a Witch-burning! A DUNKING: "Ou sans les neige dantan?" And STILL that KID on the horizon; buttering our senseless Souls?
There's a "domestic BLISS. a Gin & Tonic, a hug, kiss, forgiveness and ALL the world's a bonfire after Man and Woman do kiss....?


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our man in europE/DAVE DELACROIX/ "hELENE OF troy."

oUR mAN IN eUROPE/DAVE DELACROIX/ "hELENE OF tROY."


(dedicato:Princess Diana.....aND BARTENDER "Leonora".)


(sINGING:) "ALL the World, you Girl,  1,000 Ships, and for all the World, a Girl; desisting Love, KILL, or ring the dinner bell...or cause Murder in your eyes; only the lonely Girl, only the lonely World....in the darkness U decIDE.....Bella Donna!...?

all THE wORLD, girl, BACKSTABED, mACHIAEVELLI, decided, lesser, lesser, who-s the Victim and/or WHO is the Fool: A SMOKER, Tuna Panini: Everybody knows a Soldier who sings: "All along the Watch Tower!" Who-s the Poet? Who-s the Song? Who-s the Right and, ù guess: Who-s the Wrong (Singing:) All the WORLD, you GIRL, 1,000 ships, for ALL the World...it-s what U made it....?


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