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Friday, September 18, 2009

In honour of Hilda...

Would it be better if I didnt know how to sing?
Darling, do you like my new moan?
I've recently discovered a perfectly good candour...
Sweetheart, I've forgotten alone.


With feeling...

Jack Johnson, my brother, my fevered young lover...
Would you do me a favour and goddamn just shut up?
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