You travel west east and south you go to Italy France and Poland, you
go to England and Spain you go on holiday

buty you never come to me.||||||||||||||Half thoughts for Jill on the mazy day and wrapped in the blue red and white she believes peace is on the way . On the way to the universal suffrage of man and woman.

Mona stays home for tea waiting for the Russian cloud and the piercing  ring of tufted truth. She's the queen of rice and paddies. And other words to heighten her belonging.