Hush, oh hush, you monstrous beast!
Or on your bones I’ll have to feast.
Do not hide your eyes away,
Or I’ll serve them on a silver tray.
My arms…
Hush, oh hush, you monstrous beast!
Or on your bones I’ll have to feast.
Do not hide your eyes away,
Or I’ll serve them on a silver tray.
My arms…
Dilettante, lush, libertine. Hanger on & hanger around. Will write for food, booze, cash or faint praise. Cynical optimist. Follow me for more fun and frolics!