Time topples Statyllios like a doddery oak
Time topples Statyllios like a doddery oak
Death hauls the old queen off, but before he goes,
He solemnly dedicates to the God of Cock:
His summer frocks dyed Dayglo puce
One shoulder-length, blonde, greasy, lacquered wig
Two glittering, sequined, high-heeled shoes
An overnight grip stuffed full of drag
And flutes smelling of cachous and booze.
trans by tony harrison
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