Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... GOOD AT GAMES.
dedicato. marc pierson.
The All Best Man, Sublime. The Dude. Cricket. WHITES. Led the RUGGERS, ICON, some Kid, Nine-o-side, rolled his own cigarette, one-hand, spelled things WROTTEN, my Brother. My School Boy Hero. Good at Games.
THEE DUDE, best dressed. House-Boy! SCHOOL BADGE, gals-swooned. I got some feline left-overs. Pussies in the grass... and who have THEY now married. The Plumbers, the Carpenters. And IF I was a Carpenter...and U were a Lady.; and I, just to BE a Carpenter...I could wish.
Last heard my HERO, DEAD, busted-FRAUD, killed his Gal, or MADIOFF-fraud.
OWSATT!!!...or something. That Summer gone. Good at Games. Good at Games. And WHO cries out for Yesterday-s promise! Pat-a-pat, Tennis bowls prevail.
The ALL Best Boy, THAT Queen-Virginia ,,that promise which resounded your conscious, either way, but made U fly! And where are they now. My words are worthless. But good at Games.
c.davede;acroix....chateuaux-suisse, 2020,oct., good at games.
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