Good Evening Poem by Pierre Rausch

Wonderful positive destiny ends, I'm sorry you expected somebody different,
it's really beautiful, it's good, (so) leave hair out, be on the hood
It's a real special star, she's called evening, good evening

It was a surprise and it was no success. That model was a life up a test
That's none of your business, when you're in Hotel, give it back to you, you'd
spell
That's not tragic, there's a life after magic, that with fame is best, was I ever
sick, it's a real special Star, he's called evening good evening, please dance for
me, don't just go away, dance for me and doubles swallow, what you say,
when dance's a flute tangling' on rhythm, isn't that a feeling That got hidden,
nearly like back in the good old days, lied for on evening (down) with you a lay,
That's not tragic, there's a life after tragic, to be famous is best, was I ever
sick. good Evening, good evening, good evening

Careful, sheer - good evening
It is to consume – good evening
Awful one – good evening
Experience – good evening

Lost to sight – good evening
Vanished, perforate – good evening
Spun and home – good evening

Handsome, do you acknowledge I have enough?
I have enough
We leave
Now, another day, so you're afraid
So it were two airfield
It was airfield and squadron
It's another day and you were afraid