terça-feira, abril 20, 2004

Miss Otis lamenta...


...mas hoje não vem almoçar.

“When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone, madam,
She ran to the man who had led her so far astray,
And from under her velvet gown,
She drew a gun and shot her love down, madam,
Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.”


E fico a imaginar Miss Otis, a puxar da arma e em seco acabar com aquilo de uma só vez. Nem sinais de pena, apenas o cansaço. Sentir terminado um assunto, passar ao próximo.
E mandar avisar, aborrecida, que hoje não vem almoçar.

“When the mob came and got her and dragged her from the jail, madam,
They strung her upon the old willow across the way,
And the moment before she died,
She lifted up her lovely head and cried, madam...
Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.”

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