HILLARY WOODS
out of JJ72
This is your shrine!

Oh Hillary.
I do not mean to hurt you so.
With my words, I intend not to bruise,
But to salve.
I am sorry.

Today I bought your new single
which is called "Long Way South".
Okay, I did not.
I bought a Bootsy Collins record.
Anyway, it's the thought that matters.
I've heard "Long Way South" a hell of a lot
On URE anyway.
Getting back to "Long Way South",
I have been listening
to your heavenly bass lines
long into the night.
They soothe my head...
like when your mum used
to place a hot towel on your head
to calm you when you were ill.
I'm guessing that's what she did.
I never watched you through your window
despite what the press say.

Yes, sorry, back to the bass lines.
I know you want to play a phat, kicking bassline
But GREANEY wants you only to play
the root note of his precious chord.
GAAAAAAA!
You are wasted on him, Hillary.
Go solo!
You are no Nicky Wire!
You are...
A crossed wire!

Oh. That does not make sense.
I am sorry, Woodsy.

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