Virginia Woolf has elected to stay in for the night.
What's more, the Brönte sisters are starting to talk amongst themselves
And you know how rumours get started.
At the local bar
Bukowski kept the drinks flowing
Until it all made sense,
The cocktails having abandoned all sense of discretion,
Nothing but pennywhistle smiles
And two-for-one come-ons.
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