A privacy of glorious light is hers
Could anyone tear it asunder
And reveal the farce?
it is the ordinary uncouth woman
Come from Mars
It is the ordinary uncouth man
Hunchbacked and harsh
Mounted on a kangaroo and a cobra
Pronouncing a curse upon the halleluja
Of modern civilisation
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