JARVIS COCKER - Angela
Angela: an unfinished symphony
Angela: she is mobile poetry & she's nearly 23,
Making 4:50 an hour Complementary shower.
They call her Angela. Angela.
Angela - Boom! You blew my mind.
Angela, I feel the sap rising tonight.
A dry stick at the end of a branch &
You can't glue it back.
Snapped off by
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