Apologue - Tony Connor
Having a find new suit,
and no invitations,
I slept in my new suit
hoping to induce
a dream of fair women.
And did indeed: the whole night long,
implored by naked
beauty - pink on white linen -
I struggled to remove my fine new suit.
At dawn I awoke, blear-eyed;
sweating beneath encumbering rags.
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