"Some kinds of love"
Marguerita told Tom
"Between thought and expression lies a lifetime
Situations arise because of the weather
and no kinds of love
are better than others"
"Some kinds of love"
Marguerita told Tom
"Like a dirty French novel
combines the absurd with the vulgar
And some kinds of love
the possibilites are endless
And for me to miss one
would seem to be groundless"
"I heard what you said"
Marguerita heard Tom
"And of course you're a bore
but in that you're not charmless
cause a bore is a straight line
that finds a wealth in division
And some kinds of love
are mistaken for vision"
Put jelly on your shoulder
Let us do what you fear most
That from which you recoil
but which still makes your eyes moist
Put jelly on your shoulder baby
lie down upon on the carpet
Between thought and expression
let us now kiss the culprit
I don't know just what it's all about
Put on your red pajamas and find out