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EDELTRAUD 3: THE PSYCHOBITCH ==> DISMANTLING BIG TIME => THE AVENUE 3(?)
PIRAEUS PORT
SATURDAY MORNING
7/3/2015
WARDROBE
My jeans, my vests, my anorak,
my boots, my socks, my shoes,
I would not say they're all the crack,
but make of them good use.
My blouses and my underwear,
my heavy leather coat,
items for which I should not care,
but each one brings a thought.
Never have I bought clothes, any of them,
not even my red fancy samsonite,
they are all gifts and each one is a gem,
that brings me magic dreams each day and night.
They are all presents from my wife,
or other female friends,
meaning, the women of my life,
with all their summer scents.
So I keep wearing them a lot,
keep soul and body warm,
dispose of them? It's just a thought
that I could never form.
It's raining this morning in the port,
the island boats arrived really late,
my samsonite, careful! Don't distort,
my image and then blame it on fate.
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