Quote:
Originally Posted by Tsweet
Beach Babe Rakel  |
from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
By T.S. Eliot
[with the missing stanza added]
I grow old ... I grow old ...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
And then I came upon Rakel, and all, all, all was well.