23/07/07

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Malcolm Lowry
Late of the Bowery
His prose was flowery
And often glowery
He lived, nightly, and drank, daily,
And died playing the ukelele.
(in Epitaph)

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Anónimo disse...

arrotei uma posta sobre o ukulele!