Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix... a Murdah O-crows!
IS THERE A PENNY ANYWHERE, Yeah! Somehow, there IS! Like..the BE-ING!, the THE-ING!, the Kiss!, Miss!, Suck ya DICK-Vulva!!! And IN the rain. The GAT U FORGOT, like a Mackintosh. U left it BEHIND like your FORESKIN-MIND, you after-thought WIFE, your POLITICO, that after-thought-Real-Estate, some-some, stutter, Peace of Mind...
HOW DU U CROW in da morning, Barleycorn, with an eternal penile erection IN THE SHIRES, visions of Lesbos Nuns, the World awaits. Money-Money-Money!!!
IS THERE a DIME or Quarter, ANY=PLACE that can SURPLICE good fortune!
Slither, babee...into your coils and riches. Is there a Penny....No matter. I am NOT hypnotized. There R Taxis awaiting, circling, like a Murder of Crows.
c2019, davedelacroix, in England.
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