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Becoming More Like Alfie

Bears all its sons away;

They fly forgotten,

As a dream dies

At the opening day...


It's time for a scrub!

So through clouds of steam

To a cracked and faded cream

Bath-tub wanders frail

Aphrodite, so pale, pink and white -

She is naked as sin,

Wearing nothing but a grin

And a pin in her hair.

Will she be drowned?

Found with her hair tied behind,

Shoulders back,

And head inclined to the sound of music

Playing above,

Bathing her in love.

But darkness and fear

Disappear like the soap

When she opens her eyes.

She throws back her dormer windows;

Morning light shows

Ophelia raised

On her watery grave

In a brave new world.

Divine Comedy

Becoming More Like Alfie / Divine Comedy

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