Friday 9th September



We were meant to be dancing & laughing, not alone in the dark.
Waiting, waiting, pick up the phone, call me 625 lines. You’re
a pixel, you’re a pistol, do you want something, ’cause I’m
ordering, free? Bang! Serious walks in, cocky, this way up,
chocolate on top. Daisy night-shower, illuminates the night,
radio rider, monumental smile, world-wide delivery. Never stop.


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