LISTENING TO ROSSINI
Buckle up, mainspring boy - if you're
about to sit there like that you'd better at
least remain awake. There's a new cadaver
down at the junction everyone's lining up to
see. Have I told you already everyone must
die? The future holds a rabid trumpet, blowing
its lame tune in all our faces. "L'Inganno Felice
Overture" or not, you'll be catching the same
train to the source someday. Whether soon
or not (ah! the rub!) I cannot say.
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