From a house in New Orleans
Came a boy, ruined
Riding on a horse with no name
Towards the city of evil
He was known to have
Sympathy for the devil
So when in dire straits
The Sultans of swing came for him
And took him away
The Bilge Master
This is a place where I write what comes to mind as and when it comes. Welcome to a slice of life, seen through my eyes. Happy reading
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