You took me behind a dis-used railway line
And said: “I know a place where we can go
Where we are not known”
And you gave me something that I won’t forget too soon
But I can’t believe you’d ever care
And this is why you will never care
Oh the alcoholic afternoons
When we sat in your room
They meant more to me
Than any, than any living thing on earth
They had more worth
Than any living thing on earth
Vivid and in your prime
You will leave me behind.
Put on your almond rocks and daisy roots
Brush your Hampstead Heath
Wear your whistle-and-flute
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KNIGHT OF THE ROUND TABLE BORN ON THE CONTINENT BUT ENGLISH AT HEART - ALWAYS UP FOR A NICE CUP OF TEA AND AIMING AT A POINTLESS VARIETY OF NON RELATED THINGS AND PURPOSES.
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June 8, 2010
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