I know, it was never 'woke', but...
.. but
And it 'won'; Londonised, performative fragility.
Funny that, when in the Temple of London-on-sea
as usual all the art as artless as a fruit tea
All the priceless rudeman could say was "are you going to buy it then?"
THE END ..of The Cryptiche.
As there was nothing ever to hide.
Because there was never anything behind their eyes.
mirror sunglassed or not
Except the money, money, selling all their soul and had-been creativity
For fancy anything and money.
Now..i wonder if The Waitrose Bag means what she says?: that she would like her lass educated.
