s-k / who

call the doctor, call the doctor
the ladies had it right
i’ll be calling for the doctor
while i lie awake at night

dreaming of a sweet escape
a mad man with a box
with wit and wisdom lure me in
you crafty english fox

a sleepy evening without much creative inspiration, my tapas-related food-coma depleting any poetic sources. so, apologies

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