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William Ernest Henley |
 (1908)
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Madam´s life´s a piece in bloom |
Madam´s life a piece in bloom Death goes dogging everywhere: She´s the tenant of the room, He´s the ruffian on the stair.
You shall see her as a friend, You shall bilk him once or twice; But he´ll trap you in the end, And he´ll stick you for her price.
With his kneebones at your chest, And his knuckles in your throat, You would reason - plead - protest! Clutching at her petticoat;
But she´s heard it all before, Well she knows you´ve had you fun, Gingerly she gains the door, And your little job is done. |
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