It's Chopin
Abela
informs me
the music's
from the old
radio
in our room
some foreign
cheap hotel
hark! Benny
just listen
to this part
(I was just
about to
undo her
plentiful
brassiere)
I listen
the pianist
(I don't know
who it was)
has stopped me
in mid play
listening
as the sound
of fingers
on keyboard
bring to life
Chopin's ghost
my pecker
has neither
ears nor eyes
doesn't hear
and stirs still
like some lone
****** there
upon his quest
in rough seas
unaware
the crew's left.
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
It's Chopin
Abela
informs me
the music's
from the old
radio
in our room
some foreign
cheap hotel
hark! Benny
just listen
to this part
(I was just
about to
undo her
plentiful
brassiere)
I listen
the pianist
(I don't know
who it was)
has stopped me
in mid play
listening
as the sound
of fingers
on keyboard
bring to life
Chopin's ghost
my pecker
has neither
ears nor eyes
doesn't hear
and stirs still
like some lone
****** there
upon his quest
in rough seas
unaware
the crew's left.
A MAN AND WOMAN ON HOLIDAY IN 1972 WITH CHOPIN AROUND.
