Capítulo 220. La llamada de Madame George

Si te llama Madame George acudiras fiel a la cita anual en la librería y celebrarás su gran fiesta. Por eso, amigos newgonkinos, hoy leéis una entrada programada. Hoy no escribo. Hoy estoy cantando cumpleaños feliz a mi querida Madame George.

Down on Cyprus Avenue
With a childlike vision leaping into view
Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe
Ford & Fitzroy, Madame George
Marching with the soldier boy behind
He's much older with hat on drinking wine
And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through
The cool night air like Shalimar
And outside they're making all the stops
The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops
Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops
Happy taken Madame George