a fruitcake and a wino
didn't mind the food and wine, no
they had a good time, no? yes, yes
and all that jazz, jazz
you know, no? yes, yes
beer
turns tulips into roses
our conversation
absorbs foreign words
and notions
let's hope
to find a thick dictio
next to the eyebrow
when the eye opens
don't you feel
that beer
turns two lips into roses?
...
...
wind and wined
on my mind
tutti-frutti
you're a beauty
worry weary
don't you see
won't you marry
a fruitcake and wino
like me?
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1985-96
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