Our Man in Europe/Belize, dave delacroix: "Cow-bell Song."
(dedicato: Siriana Giannone.)
....Saturday night, a Friday's song, an Illiad, a tune too long. Ulysses get your butt home, Penelope awaiting for U; U can fall in love again, the Bow was made for U, don't fear the Weeper! A traveller's goal.
(LA-tra-la-la-la)
Cyclops never-ever screwed, optical dynamic situ-U; don't fear the Weeper, a William Tell, a crossbow arrow to blind U for a heart U'd sell your Soul? A Mariachi/minstrel will immortalize your Blues.
(LA-tra-la-la-la)
Seasons come, seasons go, all we own we DO NOT know, Romeo & Juliet, Troilus & Cressida (we R like they R), subject to Eternity, don't fear the Weeper, come on WAIL!!!....Don't fear the Weeper! As for THE REAPER, an encounter, inevitable to complete your Song.
(LA-tra-la-la-la)
c.2025
c.2025.
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