unto Stratford-upon-Thames
tomorrow!
                   nicely attired
         blue zamsz (suede) shoes -
o brother i'll attire myself
for the occasion,  not like my english teacher
told to walk the suit and tie respectable while his sermon
on Led Zeppelin's black dog and Miles Davis' kind of blue
prior to hitting the prelude of a mid-life crisis, quote:
'if you ain't got this album aged 30
there's something wrong with you',
of course the Glaswegian accent got lost
as a fake typo...
me throwing chimney bricks on Prince's St.,
a ******* at the moon...
i too lost the fight given a scare acknowledging
accommodation and the privy of churches' allowance
        for an upkeep of bishops and beggars!
highlands 'ere aye come!
             bonny lass bonny cheap expression for a haggis!
anglo twin made sure i'd investigate the Irish...
Cambridge wouldn't do the qua foreign...
leisurely a Viceroy Raj... and Sri Lanka on the
oyster of intrigue, a pearl gem polished for a few
satiated.
yes, i know the affair, Led versus Spirit
and the song Taurus and Stairway...
but still Spirit's conceptual album:
the twelve songs of Dr. Sardonicus, a pillar of prog rock.