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“Strip Cartoon“ Fish and chips, sandpaper lips and a rainy pavement. Soho lights, another night thinking of you. Black cat, sat on a wall, winks at me darkly. Suggesting ways and means that I might win a smile, as you leave the place where you work until and the policemen nods as you pass along his beat. Sweaty feet, troubled brow we're all in the same game, lady. Life's no bowl of cherries it's a black and white strip cartoon. I've been warned that you and your friends are crazy as from your hearts you bare your parts to the gentlemen, who, while they drool, trying to keep cool, spill their Scotch and water. But I'm not that way, I must say I'd much prefer to see you in your texturised rubber rainwear around . Come and play shades of grey in my black and white strip cartoon.
