Monday, January 13, 2003

The Ballad Of Touch-The-Button Nell Comments

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Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame,
The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the sisterhood of shame.
Through all the night each cabin light goes out and then goes in,
A blood-red heliograph of lust, a semaphore of sin.
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Robert William Service
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