had i but a relief, in the knowledge of a soul,
i'd have a pleasant thought...
and a tongue crafted, for the parlors
of the French aristocracy,
worthy of... Versailles...
reminiscent of the comparison to...
silk!
but since i do not behave
according to sharing such traits..
then **** the whole load of you
upper-bourgeoisie *****!
'appy?! lost the labor of love...
thankfully it wasn't poetry...
after all, only four people made it to
the jane austen funeral...
like i said:
face of mary shelley on
the fiver... and bob's your uncle...
but no... no! wankers
wouldn't listen!
al' rhy' e' Joe's...
up y'ours!
    y'er *******.... *****!
'appy...
you swindling two timing
'itches?!
'ope you are...
******* infestations of
counter morality among
'eves.