Our Man in Europe...dave Delacroix....ALBION, UK.
.....A brief History of the Psychology of England. ....No Punctuation.
...dedicato, Betrand Russel-s ghost.
O! I repeat! OOOO! Just WHERE your present despair began, with the millennium wheel, devil tongued wives resulting in frantic masturbation a governmental, secret extended penis plan, tax deductible...Just WHO does suck the sinew of the Nation-s Vitae expediency.... BOUDICCA< English Queen...or CLEOPATRA who could halt the Roman Food Chain...WITHIN YOU, does it NOT cry out to go BOLDLY forth and deadly reckless, RECKON with the Devils in your Collective, your Nation, your UN/impeachable Soul, your Blood source...or consider it a Suicide.. Like Chris Marlowe...1500-s, Lizzie No. 1, Walsingham, master Spy, his Agent, Master Marlowe, who sodomized fellow /Cambridge University Students/now a tradition, Culture, Nation betrayed, told a few Nuclear Secret Fibs at the price of abandoning his Tailors, Gieves and Hawkes, Turnbull and Asser, a cool game of Cricket, shooting Grouse in late Summer, debating Shakespeare and, OR having discourse with the future tanned skin Immigrants yet to invade his native land, that sweet, lost England, strangers he would never get to know... O ALBION! WHERE your present despair, betrayed, yet began again, UN/fooled, heralded by an old gal dressed in baubles, financed, hand in hand to a Jewish banking maid, distracted by Shakespearean foreign affairs...with that Rock and Roll confidence of a time honoured 3 minute song...to which now, new arrivals included, all sing along in SHA/LA/LA!!!!....
c2018, davedelacroix, Sciacca, sicily.
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