Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix...Mozzarella-Man!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....Mozzarella Man!


He step Torino,
he step Bologna
he step Emilia
he commin for ya babe
he da, Moazzerelli
MAN
He whistles by Night
his Saxophone wail!
Mazzerella-Man, commin round
today!


He down in Salerno
east tooooo BRINDISI
backtracks to Messina
and then Sicily,
his Grande Amica,
PAL-ER-MO
she puts her lips together
whispers....whispers
Mazzorella U BLOW,
Mazzalino dude, on the road!


Mazzarella-Man, TWO TONE,
da DUDE,
trilby hat, winkle-pickle shoes,
Italiano stripped-socks,
his Mamma-s Blues....
Mazzarella Boy,
ALL the joy that HOLLYWOOD
can Hasselblatt= a-Camera,
INTER-VISTA
who sings his own Fellini  tune....


Ciao-babe! Ciao-babe! Ciao-babe Amore!




c2019,davedelacroix, Sciacca-sicily, via licata.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Saturday Night.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix.... Saturday Night.


dedicato. Bela Jane Sheilds.


MY HEART is broken, my GIRL sailed away, she ran off with some RUNAWAY, never made it to shore, out on the Moor, where her body lies, her SOUL evanescent, a Saturday night!


There-s PROMISE, there-s Blood-ties, there-s KIN, there-s TRUTH and all the things that BIND me and U...BROKEN, asunder, a heart in chains and NO festive song, no WESSEX= refrain. The lamb doesn't bleat nor feral Cat MEEOW, no landsman refrain. No Intellect-HOW~!!! Nor Mandarin!


NO ADMIRAL in the King-s NAVY will give Sixpence for MY thoughts and what disdain I have for ENGLISH JUSTICE, over-shadowed by the one I love, a beer or 2, a Saturday night, wishing my fellow hung-to-be gaol- fraternity, a swift execution, far from the POX of sad Society! We DIE resolute! We DIE in Grace!


My Girl...A Stranger killed her on the Kings highway. But I am to HANG! And U, a Love-UN-delivered, con-cussed, yet Pirate the new Sabbath, that old time SATURDAY NIGHT, as  a bronze, heavy clock, strikes me nearer to HER and to YOU.
Ching-Ching!


Can I, YOU, SHE, our LOVE let GO, a Saturday Night, fancy-free  or do WE GHOST Tomorrow, a GUILLOTINE that simply smiles in the shadow of our Sundays. Or do we wile away the days in wistful Poetry...




c2919,,,david Delacroix.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix....LAST of the Mohicans.

Our Man n Europe, dave deacroix… LAST of the Mohicans.


MILK, BREAD, Tortillas, sugar, yoghurt, EGGS, prosciutto. Mouthwash, Chest-rub VICKS, toilet paper, stuff U need, aging man or time=past


Kisses, HUGS, to SAY I love U. Like KIDS hugging, playing on a beach. Later, Moms and Pappa will throw a towel around your shoulders. A billow of clouds or ideas, a le recherche.


After the LIDO, at the Hotel restaurant. We get to BEHAVE. ….Big People we get to meet at Loch Lomand, Scotland,  in some grandiose Jacobite mansion exotica.


WILL THE CHILDREN be OK.
David will be fine.
Manfred! Greta!
Vikings one and All!
By the LOCH amongst the Trees, they PLAY and Sing!


MILK, bread, PANNINI, hunger to know, tomorrows Kids. Like water flows. And Greta, like choice white wine. Manfred and I. The last of the forest Mohicans!


c2019. davedelacroix.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix.....Bring back the KING!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....Bring back the KING!


OLD WORLD, pre-Napoleon, Countess's ….on the DANUBE....Willem Haustein or his distant COUSIN, Countess=Maria who, OBSESSED with ETERNAL YOUTH. ….thinking Vampires, Paprika, pieces of ASS swirling, Leder-hose!...Gotta get CLEAN!


Some kind of RUNAWAY, Muslim Kid. SALAAM. Rock and Roll, MALE LOVERS, can WE be SALAAM!...IS IT IN the KORAN, if NOT, can we SHOOT the IMAN....we ask!...like a Runaway Soul, IN SHALLAH!


Old PRE-Napoleon World. Old Danube=Contessa in search of ETERNAL YOUTH bathed in the BLOOD of 70 maidens or more, had them COMPRESSED in a MUMMY-IRON MAIDEN under whose blood she would shower. Historical. Documented. Non Smoking in Taverns, U BITCHES, can I kiss U.


OH GOD!!!...that WE LIVE....in a SOCIETY where CHILDREN are SENT to PUBLIC SCHOOLS like ETON or RODIN where their CHILDREN will be SODOMIZED....later to be elected to positions of British  Government....


OLD WORLD, sodomized-psychology. What is worse, the Carrot or the jagged Potato! HEAR THE DORMITORY SCREAM!!!
which as U know resides at left hand-jewish-preference circumcision..... Poor bastards!.....CAN ANYONE investigate, PREDITOR TEACHERS at High=End, Marlborough, Harrow, ETON.  These CESS=POOLS of HOSTILY and ENFORCED HOMOSEXUALITY!!!....Kids in Danger, grinding.


It-s a RUNNAWAY GIG. A runaway SOUL. Some clown said I couldn-t SMOKE in the Tavern. Maybe NEXT...I won-t be able to SING!
Please suck my Old-Yorkshire GOOLIES, U PISSEY PARLIAMENT. I AM an English Man. Bring back the KING! Bugger the Clerk with his Pen! Bring back a KING....






our man in Europe, dave Delacroix.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix..... RODEAN. U.K. Girls School.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix..... Rodean. UK Girls School.


NO PITY for the RODEAN who Scythes her TITS thru MEDEA or sucks your foreskin....if U have one...inside-out.


NO PITY for the JUMPER, Knee-socks, suspenders, the INNER-LAMIA...blh-blah-fish cakes, whose got dah COke who sheds her taxes, her INNER-fornication, a slither, term after term.


A BLACK WIDOW mate, local boy or janitor, curdles her succulent fangs. Geometrtry, Algerbra, hoary-tween thighs CLAMPED to suck out Day-s Headlights. The Fog of Sex!


WOE To the Vanquished! Virginity lost! Gene Autrey-s Saddlebags! Romance on a platter! The residual of her School Graduation, her last meal, whilst licking smile ...at your Entrance, silly boy, opportune.




c2019, dave Delacroix. Inspired by PUNK ROCK Song. Wanna....DUDE!...Go to Rodean!!!

Malibu....Surfrider Point.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....MALIBU, Surf rider-Point!


Last time I looked.... the Krauts were apologetic. Yet  Millions of folks incinerated like Kentucky Fried Chicken. Last time I looked, a Yin and Yang, why invade China...or TIBET...let People BE. Last time I looked I used to SURF in Malibu, California. NOW, apparently, I cannot...on THE BEACH...smoke WEED, smoke a cigarette, FORNICATE under da MOONLITE, crack a 6-pack, cruise twix  Point Dume and Surf -rider Point, NAZIS NO SMOKING on PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY....so WHY should we come....U PUSSIES. U Killed it ALL....u fucks, no capito. Is it that what your Male OR FEMALE righteous INNER-PUSSY CAT wants...MEOW!!! Is there NO WAY U can sit in your Torrance-Bungalow, Masturbate-frantically, smoke a whisky, and play your old 45s....


c2019. davedelacroix.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... PARIS-STATION... Baudelaire-s Tears!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...PARIS STATION... Baudelaire-s Tears!


Standing alone, Gare du Nord-Paree, thigh striped stockings, green and beige, pink hat pins, knitting-needles to  keep da HAT from blowin, a DEFENSE in the Station-s INFAMOUS PAN-HANDLER-BEGGAR breeze,
….She BEATS OFF the Station FLIES till her rendezvous, 5 minutes late, but enough to distress. IT-S SLIGHTLY BETTER than the GARE de EST. SHE, your wife, girlfriend or daughter... owns a Shoulder-bag-CLINGING!!! At the Gare Du SUD, maybe her Virginity!...So HARD, aujourdhui, solo...to catch a TRAIN...out of this PARIS she once loved so well, to Limoges, Toulouse, Lyon. Some place from this Paris-Station, UN-Policed... Civic HELL!...Or Baudelaire-s tears and a sad... invitation to a voyage...


c.2019, davedelacroix.