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