Selections from Groid LVIIII (A State Of Mind) as recorded in 1986 straight to a stereo reel to reel tape machine or at most bounced between a pair of them.
Amongst the myriad attempts at combining the oeuvres of Chuck Berry & TS Eliot this is an unremarkable example.
Thankfully not the entire poem
Apeneck Sweeney spreads his knees
Letting his arms hang down to laugh,
The zebra stripes along his jaw
Swelling to maculate giraffe.
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