O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag—
It's so elegant
So intelligent
'What shall I do now? What shall I do?'
'I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
'With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
'What shall we ever do?'
The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
T.S.Eliot.
0 0 0 0 that Orokianian beat--
It's so erotic
So democratic
"What shall I do now? What shall I do?"
I shall rush naked and swim the lake
With my shorts down so. And tomorrow? And tomorrow!
What shall we ever do?"
Tea with milk before we sleep.
And if the moon is full, a game all night.
Yes, we shall play a game of chess,
Riding the night and all the stars whilst listening for a knock upon the door.
