04/28/2021

Gandix
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Boy....
Even as a child, he was a rascal,
the mother had trouble to keep him under control.
Always these scuffles,
pants ragged and full of holes....
Boy, the way you look today,
Holes in your trousers....*
were her words,
and she put him in the bath.
Briefly, he smelled fresh and faintly of soap,
it never lasted long.
As he got older,
it got really bad.
He became a real rascal,
a hooligan.
The scuffles turned into brawls.
It was not unusual for the police to be in the house.
The appearance left much to be desired...
Boy, how you look again today,
Holes in the nose...*
The clothes were scruffy,
his friends were not the best company.
There was loitering,
the girls he changed more often than his shirts,
and he didn't waste any thought on work...
Boy, why haven't you learned anything?
We do care...*
Someday,
as if by magic,
his nature changed The hair became shorter the holes in his nose just tiny scars,
the clothes clean and neat.
Today he could even wear a white tuxedo.
The wild boy has become a
a fine young man a mother-in-law's sweetheart...
Boy, how good you look today,
you can still become something
Of course, the boy was not quite as wild
as he appeared to his parents nor is the scent,
but because of this transformation, I immediately had this song in my head.
At the beginning it seems,
possibly by the patchouli saffron,
something grungy.
Sporadically, light, fresh notes are interspersed,
which seem almost gently soapy.
The saffron sweetness is fortunately very restrained and pleasant.
The whole mutates into a very pleasantly discreet,
cuddly clean-wood-Oudduftuft.
Always with a certain freshness by the cedar.
After about 2 hours come to me slight similarities
to Oud Wood in mind.
Very fine,
Very noble.
Yes, I could actually imagine it with a white tuxedo.
+ Excerpts from 'Boy' by the Doctors
the mother had trouble to keep him under control.
Always these scuffles,
pants ragged and full of holes....
Boy, the way you look today,
Holes in your trousers....*
were her words,
and she put him in the bath.
Briefly, he smelled fresh and faintly of soap,
it never lasted long.
As he got older,
it got really bad.
He became a real rascal,
a hooligan.
The scuffles turned into brawls.
It was not unusual for the police to be in the house.
The appearance left much to be desired...
Boy, how you look again today,
Holes in the nose...*
The clothes were scruffy,
his friends were not the best company.
There was loitering,
the girls he changed more often than his shirts,
and he didn't waste any thought on work...
Boy, why haven't you learned anything?
We do care...*
Someday,
as if by magic,
his nature changed The hair became shorter the holes in his nose just tiny scars,
the clothes clean and neat.
Today he could even wear a white tuxedo.
The wild boy has become a
a fine young man a mother-in-law's sweetheart...
Boy, how good you look today,
you can still become something
Of course, the boy was not quite as wild
as he appeared to his parents nor is the scent,
but because of this transformation, I immediately had this song in my head.
At the beginning it seems,
possibly by the patchouli saffron,
something grungy.
Sporadically, light, fresh notes are interspersed,
which seem almost gently soapy.
The saffron sweetness is fortunately very restrained and pleasant.
The whole mutates into a very pleasantly discreet,
cuddly clean-wood-Oudduftuft.
Always with a certain freshness by the cedar.
After about 2 hours come to me slight similarities
to Oud Wood in mind.
Very fine,
Very noble.
Yes, I could actually imagine it with a white tuxedo.
+ Excerpts from 'Boy' by the Doctors
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