what a lovely tunic, my dear.
I need to listen to Quadraphenia again, thanks for reminding me.
Doctah Jimmy and mistah Jim
When I'm pilled y'don't notice him
He only comes out when I drink my gin...
and as she rose, her fears fell to the floor
perfect teeth and hair forgotten
she may have seven fingers on her hands
but at least she no longer cared about pretzels