Our Man in Europ, dave delacroix....Last Night in KIEV.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Last Night in Kiev.


dedicato. Angelica-Babushka-mi Sorrela, Countessa di Piacenza.


IT-S ALWAYS brutal when the Stitches come OUT,
A bummer when U see the Scar.
It-s always ragged when the Sunset shines
when that Capitalist-Bitch Blonde devil,
that U love, alas
nowhere to be found. That bloodshot Sun!

And IN the Garden of MADRAS CURRY
some like it HOT.....
A Pappadum for Your thoughts!

Nowhere places, Himalayas, Lamas from Peru
and that INCA whisper, Macho-Picha-pichu,
no OXYGEN for me or U...AND
please resusitate me!

Speaking of WHICH, USA yakking....No wonder those flakes lost the Superbowl!
Ignored the Cocoa-Cola TV commercials. Ignored the
MEGA=BALOO to feed their Llamas, Chickens
and their Kids!
WOTCHAGONNAdooooo!

It-s always ROUGH S-when U-R on da SLAB,
a Loin, a Thigh, a DUDE,
medium roast-SCREAM to the Wild-World
why don-t U
like a double-helix fool. Leastways look DEATH
in the Face! Mr NO PERSONALTY.  He Got Lottsa Buisness Cards.
Everybody, someday, get to count Em!

Yo! Yo! Yo! Yeah. Yup. We got DAT. I-m running out of
SMOKES,
BEER,
WHISKY, do not fear!
They BOTTLE this stuff, nearby
and the Clinical Sauasage, bacon, Pork Chops
of a Surgeon-s job on WAR-s Battlefield,
brought to PRIME TIME T.V.
 A breakfast CEREAL for the mind.
BRING UP dat RUSTY SAW, Sgt. Smith.
Gather around.
THIS one-s gonna be Trickey!

Summer days and nights, nobody,
no BO-HO Gangster knows
like Me, maybe U...a Last Night...in Kiev.




12 bar-blues,,,Its always BRUTAL....Stitches comm in Out....TWANG!!!!...JEEZE! Tune dat Guitar!



c.2020. dave delacroix, honorary Cornish Smuggler!