Shoutout to whatever Liverpool punk collaged this flyer together. I can’t decide which is funnier, “Softly Feminine Nausea: Real Adult Entertainment” or “Mix ‘n’ Match Disaster — What Balls!”
“To-day I thought — what boots it what I thought?
Poppies and gold! Why should I blurt it out?
Or hawk the magic of her name about
Deaf doors and dungeons where no truth is bought?”
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