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Home from work our Juliet
Clears her morning meal
She dabs her skin with pretty smells
Concealing to appeal
I will make my bed,
She said, but turned to go.
Can she be late for her Cinema show?
Romeo locks his basement flat
and scurries up the stair.
With head held high and floral tie,
A weekend millionaire.
I will make my bed
With her tonight, he cries.
Can he fail, armed with his chocolate surprise?
Take a little trip back, with Father Tirisias,
Listen to the old one speak of all he has lived through.
I have crossed between the poles, for me there's no mystery.
Once a man, like the sea I raged,
Once a woman, like the earth I gave.
And there is in fact more earth than sea.
(From Genesis, 'The Cinema Show', Selling England by the Pound, Genesis Music Ltd/ Hit and Run Music (Publishing) Ltd, 1974)