16th July 2009

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I keep hearin’ you’re concerned about my happiness. But all that thought you’re givin’ me is conscience I guess. If I was walkin’ in your shoes, I wouldn’t worry none. While you ‘n’ your friends are worried about me I’m havin’ lots of fun.

Playin’ solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one, smokin’ cigarettes and watchin’ Captain Kangaroo: now don’t tell me I’ve nothin’ to do.

It’s good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright. Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light, and my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete so I must go back to my room and make my day complete.