Peter Murphy
The Prince & Old Lady Shade
The prince was a birdNot guilty or the likeA true friend sip and softNo suffering cryAll names and some cranksHe'd powdered all offTheir sycophantic gifts were never enoughOld lady shade turns a vespertilian thingA motion eventA friend of the jinn!The prince and old lady shadeShe has a fair eyeShe takes her fair share of the city's mid dayThat lunch lady's glareThe prince and old lady shadeGeneral woo very nearly smiledSaw the light in the little childThe prince and old lady shade
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