in defense of a threepenny purse - the deadfly ensemble lyrics
gas lamp gone, i stumble, sneeze. the dust in darkness makes me wheeze
and fidgets in my fingers flipping files that start with “f” i’ll set alight
ha’penny gone from a threepenny purse !
no room for rum when taxes come first !
alfreds and davids and t-tles and writs !
yanked from their holes and rendered to bits !
i’ll burn the lord mayor asleep in his bed
if he’s dreaming my name as a number, instead !
i’m well done with fines; i’ll no longer be traced !
my own, and all “f’s” in town hall are erased !
mrs. fisk is now a maiden. mary fenton not deceased
and arthur fuller’s fortune’s bound for probate lest he file a brand new will
an evening fire, a high-backed chair… i burn away the coiling ink of a magistrate…
sunlight wipes the sleep from cobblestones. i tumble ditchwards, laughing
next time taxes come around, i’ll tip my hat and drink three penn’orth rum
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