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Reading yesterday’s opening phrase prompted a silly song … with apologies to Marlene.

 

…can’t help it…

 

falling asleep again
never wanted to
what am I to do
can’t help it

thoughts flutter round me
like moths around a flame
whispering my name
can’t help it

past comes to haunt me
future’s finger cues
yearning stirs the passions
can’t help it

thoughts go their own way
never give a toss
think that they’re the boss
can’t help it

falling asleep again
never wanted to
no-thing here to do
can’t help IT!

~

Image: Marlene Dietrich by Edward Steichen
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