in between the big poles it's a nice
place to be good old Willy's
alright peering and blinking at the sun
'come on' to whatever happens
once when I was on the altiplano
I played guitar and only some bungalows
& runt vegetation passed away but who's unsure
here among the high risers? I have a few
chords left once more it's a pleasure
monsieurs take that in between the tall red
& yellow chequered flags to twang them..
some slow boat to the Occident going by
a few moves left taut rod back raised
insteps that old soft shoe
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