Our Dude in Europe, dave Delacroix....SONG!
...that Saturday night new day Sunday morning that just went on too long. Say WHA!!!
I didn't want War, couldn't do too much without Peace, didn't NEED a fracture, re/setting bones, a kiss before a feast, and that POUT, those Earrings, Way come and Get Me Necklace, make Poet Baudelaire think about All Nite Porn, till dawn! Hard to DO in Cemmeterie Montparnasse, 6 feet UNDER, but ya never know...
Ou sans les neige d-antan, where are those bloody SNOWS that redeem our Souls to fire our BUTTS and, least ways, project our NOSE, we Dogs of War in a Comfort Inn, pissed off by no Room Service to distract the Mobile Hell, our inner hearth, our brother, our kin and the TRASH of History we leave behind....
That Saturday Night new day Sunday Morning, war and peace, love or lost, for U....text Me!!!!...that just went ON too long. YUP! Ya got it. That Saturday Night/New Day Sunday morning...that just went ON too long.
Oh! I asked Santo, Barrista at Bar Odeon, Sciacca, Sicily, yesterday, is it Wednesday....He replied, Today is Thursday.... He slapped me around a tad, saying We HAD Wednesday, yesterday.
Yup! That Saturday Night new day Sunday Morning..... Get Ya every time!....
c2018, davedelacroix, Porto Palo, Sicilia.
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