The devil and John Berryman, they took a walk together and they ended up on Washington talking to the river. He said "I've surrounded myself with doctors and deep thinkers, but big heads and soft bodies make for lousy lovers."
There was that night that we thought that John Berryman could fly. But he didn't, so he died. She said "you're pretty good with words, but words won't save your life." And they didn't, so he died.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
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