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Bertie's Brochures

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August the 20th: Yes, folks, it's another cold, clammy day in England. A large crowd has gathered around the police station. Everybody--EVERYBODY--wishes to have contact with a certain little Irish writer within. Not to discuss his works, though the works are known to them; they've been published in the tabloid papers by the police under the heading "Barbaric Butcher's Brochures". No, they want to tear his very head from his body, for what it is alleged he did in the way of mortal damage to two soldiers in a nearby public lavatory. The night draws in. Nobody would say a word about him, except a fool like me ((and his skin)). In rainy Ireland in the 50's There outside a pink farmhouse door A small Bertie, playing at digging trenches, asks, "Daddy, what's the blowtorch for?" He said, "The torch will cut the cars to turn them into sculpture so I can express what I feel. The college men may laugh, the farmers persecute me, but I do for myself. So should you." Come look at Bertie's brochures You'll be enchanted, I am sure The whole world's in Bertie's brochures: All the wisdom, the smiles of


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