Jerome Fuseau

To Hamlet Sr.

Sit next to me on the bed,
There is still a little vodka
But the tap will never run out of water.
Yes, there is such a mess.
Why would there be neatness -
It would turn to mess again.
'Why would there be mess -
It would turn to neatness again' you could ask,
But you are behaving like a huffish old man,

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