lundi 19 juillet 2010


(For Lum)

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Why things happen the way they do
That is the question
Nothing more, nothing less
There`s no escape route
Not even for the fleet-footed Aries
There`s no turning back
The Rubicon has been crossed.

Just in case you`re thinking of tango for two
Don`t forget the watchword, creation
Even if you think you`re penniless
The day you`re en route
You may want to check out Dumfries
And perhaps grab a Big Mac
But only make sure nothing is crushed.

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