Girl sits snug in her painted corner
And I sit here in midnight on draft.
I think on what Mr. Matisse means,
By a girl looking with slant at book,
Whether reading is subject or vase
& why do classics always show up.
Girl sits snug in her painted corner
And I sit here in midnight on draft.
I think on what Mr. Matisse means,
By a girl looking with slant at book,
Whether reading is subject or vase
& why do classics always show up.
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