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What She Said on a Lewd Lute Night

04/28/2026 14:58h
So I go to Ashenda to get some fix Shandar there playing his lute & a dark haired angel combing a violin I cry Anatolia! Anatolia! I'm a nightingale shrieking dawn's first flick I'm the unknown soldier singing it's me again I say one more & I'm ready for the Western World Then I'm at a bar with Lucinda & we're drooling on the body on discipline and the reign of Robespierre Then it's consummation time & I say hey there's a ram butting at the door & a widow's crying for something I say Lucinda I've got a drum in my belly & she says I'm a goddamn shivering eel Then it's polka on a South Dakota lawn Shandar doodling Shahrazad stomping by the window soaking up the light Then we all smoke Camels & Lucinda says I wish I could live without having to disown & I say yeah tell me more about that