O-Koe
Sacrifice a pleasant morning
For a fucked up night?
I think no
but it's nice to have
your share of
afternoon delights
strictly Starland-
I don't get
the concept of
studio quartets
Naturally
I'll take bacon
with my eggs
-these are my morning
opiates
Come midday
I'm still asleep
come midnight
I'm high on
coffee
or darjeeling
depending on where
I wake that evening
depending on
which Waugh
novel I'm reading
I'm poor
I pour the
creamy milk
first
or my china
may crack
What horror!
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