Caesar, the Pope, Mussolini, and Feast
And Osso Buco. Hand in hand.
And Osso Buco. Hand in hand.
And yet, I can’t be made to change.
Or, you could do both. Come visit. And also don’t.
Or highwire. It’s up to you.
Clean enough, anyhow.
Give the people what they want.
If you start in Spain, you should end in Portugal, unless you don’t mind drowning.
Twice at most.
We’ll start our own bonfire.
Sameness is fine, but change? Boy do I love change.