Really liked the title, got it from a sign on the wall of The Bernard Shaw out the back by the Big Blue Bus about a year ago. The rest utter fiction, obviously,

'Music is The Brandy For The Damned'

The person with the mind set on Go, can you please settle these senses and amount - to something rather worthy indeed

We tend to realise that this is quite full speed ahead and then some...

Rum&Coke - an oddity finger role and haphazard toke/where smoke plumes feed a thousand and ten eye-candied souls

All at permitted will

She makes the upper crust difference altogether, relinquishes these ghastly fears and breathes equally amidst

Simply, radiantly satisfactory this atop scatter-ashed that

His stare is lukewarm, his fixation about to swarm so suddenly everybody hones on in

And We have an affable game wherein liquid instances curtail no such prioritised to which conversation

She and He - downright Extracurricular about to spill every way forth don'tcha know it just has to make invaluable sense again

When, where, how, why,were we waiting so very goddamn long this time...

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