.By Warren Zevon and Paul Muldoon
She stood beside my narrow bed
To check my E.K.G.
She shook her pretty little head
At what's become of me
I thought I glimpsed a path that led
Through rhododendron days
And fuchsia nights to the boatshed
In which we two once lay
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