Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Night train to Samarakand.
Night train to Samarakand...I was wearing WHISPER, U were wearing SHOUT, some kind of PARIGI, U bubbled in Italiano. I brokered Lingua-Englese, didn-t get me a MILE, the Passport IDIOT, fell at your feet with your SMILE. I said, BOOGLI-BOOGLIU, sais, Babee U! Passport Guy thought he was getting laid!
smileYour Mink BOA
constricted my Style.
Next thing I know
like an Immigrant ESKI-WHOA
I-m in Lago Whatsit
Lake COMO Gondolier,
meet another CHERI.
And it DID confuse Me as a sad Journalist how COULD I be fooledby a King-s er, Mistress.
yet she took me ONCE,
stripped me off mah Pants
....serious London Tailoring...
on that Night Train....
U got it...In THOSE DAYS
Condoms were pretty, er primitive.
I threw the thin SOCK
out da window before we hit MILANO CENTRALO.
Hi Honey. I know. Look a bit
dishevelled....TONIGHT!
La Scala!
c.2019.davedelacroix.
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