To get the atmosphere right, John
Glassco,
Distinguished Canadian poet and pornographer,
Travelled from 1966 to 1935 to write his memoirs.
He took a room a few blocks away
From the hospital where his younger self
Was convinced he was dying. He visited
Distinguished Canadian poet and pornographer,
Travelled from 1966 to 1935 to write his memoirs.
He took a room a few blocks away
From the hospital where his younger self
Was convinced he was dying. He visited
One afternoon and made terrible prophecies:
"You will be mayor of a small town in East Quebec;
You will win the Governor General's Award for poetry."
"Tell me," young John gasped, "tell me that I will still
Write highly stylized fetish poems and novels!"
"You will; they will be published under many pseudonyms."
"It's all right then; I suppose I will have to live."
"You will be mayor of a small town in East Quebec;
You will win the Governor General's Award for poetry."
"Tell me," young John gasped, "tell me that I will still
Write highly stylized fetish poems and novels!"
"You will; they will be published under many pseudonyms."
"It's all right then; I suppose I will have to live."
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