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Soak myself in a bath of turpentine fluid.
Because the art that I've created is decrepid,
The colours once adorned my sleeves,
So vivid, but now, so dull.

Run it through my hair,
Because that's the worst part.
Scribbled over. Re-invented.
Everyone loves it,
Because it looks like some Jackson Pollock #.

Soak myself in a bath of turpentine fluid,
To get away from bias. Because I'm a piece of street art,
And it's overrated anyway. Time to drop out of the fickle pig's eyes.
Time to wash oer what I've made.
It was never any good to begin with.

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from Orange Frames in Standard, released July 23, 2012

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Lord Hugo Whitedorf UK

Lord Hugo Whitedorf. The Man. The Myth. The Legend. The Poet. The Genius Songwriter. Or so he'd have you believe. Our noble friend has been playing and making music for several years, but only now has he opted to release the cacophony committed to recordings. Prepare for badly written songs, off key singing and audio clipping the likes of which has never been seen. ... more

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