A Mattress
The second happiest moment of his life
Chink
I should like to master the dials, the discs
Telling it so simple, so far away
COUGH!
Time passing, and the memories of love
CLOCK
It was your birthday, we had drunk and dined
Pinafore
These names were your name, and the cliffs, the breaking
The burning of paper instead of children
SCAB
A poem, a coffee-break, a white bed, crabs
Mobile
I'm just a red nigger who love the sea
Father
A pair of sandals, old black coat, and leather jacket
Nasal
Undesirable you may have been, untouchable, not.
The Wall
The traffic in George Street is backed up half a mile
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