He's a monkey without a story
She says about him

That he lacks memory
Deep in the dark gloves...

But his gaze is a veranda
Give it time and you'll see
That it delves into the jungle
No, never meet him...

I looked deep into the game
That's all, but you know

I'm an old sparring partner
And I've never seen him

A calm more tiger-like
More secret than this

Take the first bus, away...
All the change is already poetry...

He must be over forty
And certain applause now

Are due for love
Never meet him...

He was there in his smile
Watching the trams go by
Old elephant track
Laid over the macadam...

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