Summer in the suburbs,
Its wealth confined to a bedroom
Where a tepid waft disturbs
And strokes with silver gloom
The long beast with demon eyes
Who, stealthy as all cats, will come
To tipple from the vase of the anemones.
Summer in the suburbs,
Its wealth confined to a bedroom
Where a tepid waft disturbs
And strokes with silver gloom
The long beast with demon eyes
Who, stealthy as all cats, will come
To tipple from the vase of the anemones.