Down at Selfridges I wanted to dalliance
with one of the heavenly shop girls,
a la food concessions caught my eye
despite breaking out in a cold sweat
at the collective cost of a Tunisan aubergine
and Nazareth salad,
I insisted eating out at the Cafe Rouge,
only to awake in a New Eltham sink estate
sated full of fromage blanc
expired before yesterday,
Discovering paradoxically
beauty as a regimen
could be quite unforgiving .
I wondered if the Highgrove concession
would have been anymore
durable?
Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 7:22 PM UTC
Down at Selfridges I wanted to dalliance
with one of the heavenly shop girls,
a la food concessions caught my eye
despite breaking out in a cold sweat
at the collective cost of a Tunisan aubergine
and Nazareth salad,
I insisted eating out at the Cafe Rouge,
only to awake in a New Eltham sink estate
sated full of fromage blanc
expired before yesterday,
Discovering paradoxically
beauty as a regimen
could be quite unforgiving .
I wondered if the Highgrove concession
would have been anymore
durable?
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