From "NEWS FROM THE LOST CONTINENT"

Some said it was that maniac mercenary, Solon Moi, inexplicably alive and out of jail, with clout to spare-seen drinking with the deadly men patrolling the streets, his hand out for crime's pay: a fat job where day after day, he'd court our beaten troops, and with a pen's quick stab, lead them astray in the lines of some new form. Baba earns a fortune in war and peace and every time zone- he's the barnyard cock, treading our hen of a currency, pointing his prick at all the currencies. "Satan in hell," people said, "never hurts for company; dirty money can really entertain. [...]I'm so scared and angry I yell 'No!' and climb pell-mell over our defenses and take a bullet of friendly fire in the butt; another one split my helmet and skullskin. First of all, it's a pain in the rear.

Loại tài liệu:

Article

Tác giả:

Collins, Michael S.

Đề mục:

Singers

Nhà xuất bản:

Johns Hopkins University Press

Ngày xuất bản:

Spring 2006

Số trang/ tờ:

pdf

Nguồn gốc:

Callaloo; Baltimore, Volume 29, Issue 2, Spring 2006,Pages 264-273,703.

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From "NEWS FROM THE LOST CONTINENT"

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