CheerfulDave BontaHipstersthe street full of a great forest ivy stops business I find a discrete coffee house where we take some out-of-town light to profit off the morning
CheerfulDave BontaGustoin fine hard boxes how harmlessly the old people lie yet I believe in wine and cake at the banquet I was jealous of my stomach
CheerfulDave BontaPortrait of the writer as a young mana long bag of folly who looks better than he thinks a little king of drink was I for the fool may be a cunning scribe
CheerfulDave BontaOld hatI am old hat the lines meet in my quaint nest look at me go to sandwich this ear with that
CheerfulDave BontaSand barsand is good and simple the only thing like a thing since the wine bar oysters brought me to bed
CheerfulDave BontaConsumer economywe eat timber because the night proposed it and the fish ate fish much to the satisfaction of Christ we eat the world being very full now of God
CheerfulDave BontaNight busthe night bus took me with it and I am glad to be going I will grow fur and believe in the god of debt