What can you buy on a streetcar named desire?
What can you buy for hapenny-pence?
God damn, do I ever miss you,
The charcoals of my innocence.

Fleeting promise and sleeting rain,
we never said goodbye
with dynamite between your teeth,
and rifle pointed high.

A marksman of a thousand yards,
that sick Cupid on his sinew bow
Love's undead draught, a thousand miles
So I can fall down at...

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