J. Tillman
James Blues
James had cured the wrathOf a jealous womanNot long after thatSpending all his weekendsTrying to relearnHow a young man yearns after a noosePoor, poor JamesMost nights he has dreamsAll his teeth are missingWakes up in a sweatSimpleton heart racingHe throws back the sheetsBegins to weep without much feelingPoor, poor JamesDesire is what makesUpright mammals humanPut me out to grazeGive this beast a burdenBecause the universeMakes much more sense without a purposePoor, poor James
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