Thursday, February 06, 2020

" hey, grondelski " __ 014 __ fig. 5



Fig. 5 – Intro, apropros of Beaky


Beaky was one bit of a rocking band, played the tinkerbell, the clackerty, the coarse rustler, the lip-whistle, the spindle-go, the scrapler, all the percusslings, plied his minor local celebrity to his slight advantage, promised riches where there were no such, drugged up the teenygropers to bare their wares post-show on benzos and sauce; he’d touch them behind the drum assembly, touch them all over and about, top to tail, face to ace, bonce to ponce, leave them asleep for dawn in the city’s great hedges.

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