Doctor's leaving for the holiday season. got crystal ice picks no gift for the gab. and in the parking lot is a sedan he bought. he never he never complains when it's hot. he phoned the foreign daughter in a sauna playing contract bridge. they're soaking up the fauna doing blotters. I don't know which...which...which.... boys are dying on these streets. I know the medical world could knock you out. to sell the coins that you jayed last Thursday. dine by candelight and hold your savings tight. you never you never know when the bridge falls apart. we spoke of latent causes sterile gauzes. and the bedside morale. we traipse around the table talking sentences. so incomplete... please! plea!. boys are dying on these streets....