Now At Last I Know

As It Was In The Beginning, ... Is Now, And Ever Shall Be, World Without End.

A Room? A Nice Room? A Beautiful Room? A Beautiful Room With Bath? Swing High, Swing Low, Swing To And Fro...this Happened And That Happened... And Then The Days Came And I Was Alone.

I Am Sad, Sad As A Circus-lioness.

London Is Like A Cold Dark Dream Sometimes.

I Took The Red Dress Down And Put It Against Myself. 'does It Make Me Look Intemperate And Unchaste?' I Said.