I LIVE A
TOWERING INFERNO
This is the hardest thing I know, to
try all this being with the ones I love.
Supposedly there's nothing more calming
than this. Oh yeah, Reilly, that's it. Here
in the corset zone your shoeshine climate
fits and all the rest is twenty-one. That's
the card game they were playing as the
Titanic went own. I oughta' know, I was
never there. But I talked to my niece one
day recent. She wants to go to Italy again,
this time as a lawyer. She's setting up the
getting up of a dual citizenship. Something
about living one life here, and another there.
To die for one, and not the other. Oh, I forget.
Carabinieri of the world, unite! You have
nothing to lose but your manes.
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