Luyện nghe bài hát VISIT OF AN AMERICAN POET v 1

Visit of an American characters

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(Salem, Frisco, Prestwich) Evil farce in three acts almost Brian Rixish in its semi cold scenario

MES, overlapping voice 1 from 4: Thus began the slow palaver, subtle and almost unconscious in loss of identity. (Running and growling through the back end of 94 to 98 the sixth) and now to explain.

And now for a in a room with access to all in San Francisco

Voice 2: Another crooked smile. Is music a disease? Or is it just living in these soap opera times. They all end up depressives obsessive about their deluded goal. Is me? Is this everyone in every crap commerce? Everyone without love brought up in violence and drunkeness? Why am I depressed? Work hard endless, endless no reward, 5,000 I'm owed. Music, music I belong to music. Why are there so many shit people in music?

this is about Mark, Mark told me a story about the visitation of an
American poet. She came She came round.
into his She was nice she was nice..
(She was quite, a good girl)
But she had a nasty in her
She nasty and made him a hostage in his own house
was being fucking, plagiarised and fucking black ------ in his own

(She had a knife) so she was quite a serious because she was an
Amerian
Then Karl came round and she went all nice and cheerful
She said to him, she to him "Yeah Mark fucking hell yeah, bring your mates in"
And came in and Karl just wouldn't entertain this woman at all
And said "No, stay a while Karl, stay a while" (kill the icicles)
Trying to put a over to him saying
"Come on look don't you I'm in trouble here I need you here,
I you here, I need some support from me mate" and Karl just
totally oblivious to this "Where's me money?.

MES: The visitation of an American
Thus began a slow palaver subtle, unconscious in its loss of
Running and growing the back end of the years '94 to '98 (to six and now)

To explain, to begin,
The green leaves (of Massachussets)
The visitation took outside Salem
A dolphin restaurant, the fish tasted
It was (orson?awesome)
Daniels rubbish in a room a gospel group from bloody thick from Atlanta
that shower off
Pure A&R man in same motel
At there is a knock at the door
It is salem the poet it is the second visitation

Act 2

I now had a bubbling black seafood plate
SF load of problems at my gate
Purple squid of pink and what's that thing on the left wriggling
Small
Behind right upper motel balconey was a poet teacher and accordingly
that before five view points
Would step out of the house
I was in Frisco
Chain
(type held a visit) number two
Second visitation in hotel
Excitement on face gut wrench
Cat odour lysergic smell
(Corn bubbly) it's the smell of hallucinating
When mixed with a prescrip stuff of family doctor
New monthly
in driveway
Come up for the third visit
That was in the
The visit of an poet
Gothic goblin gnome
Cast her my first mistake
Let her into the motel in
(Where the baby green crap baby green to Paris) - (.. .. plain ceilings) underneath a harassment action taken out by four eight troops visually ----ing 4 5 --- form Atlanta operating on the and right flanks of the lobby - jetlag the main (and famous?infamous) body
what's their task's to confuse enemy horses and vehicles hotel motel -- and baby crap
Atlanta religious group upstairs melted and baby crap brown coloured drift bubbled ceiling -- (my minds snapping)
Surprise this was the second
of second pincer
You so stupid smith you
(This eventually) had clean shaven your mind a light pink scarlet smooth recepticle -- the second visit because at times you forgot - mentall illness is infectious theory