[mood: very alcoholic]
Take care away, with those lousy hands full of fingers.
Confutatis maledictis
Flammis acribus addictis
Voca me cum Benedictis
Oro supplex et acclinis
Cor contritum almost Cinis
Gere Huram mei finis (Mozart - Requiem in D minor. Kv 626)
I was a contrabassoon (Francis did not accompany me)
(n'aura of uncertainty and anxiety continues to wrap the contrabassoon).
Ole, two laps and here I am: the BASS
(Frank just told me to stay with me)
dear, big, motherly, reassuring bass
dum dum dum dum (dum)
I re sol (si)
In Meanwhile: The stacchetto of chiuaua (occomecavolosiscrive)
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