No gray hair in my soul
no doddering tenderness,
I rock the world with the thunder of my voice,
strolling, looking good –
twenty-two.


'The Cloud in Trousers' (1915)


No gray hair in my soul no doddering tenderness, I rock the world with the thunder of my voice, strolling, looking good – twenty-two.

No gray hair in my soul no doddering tenderness, I rock the world with the thunder of my voice, strolling, looking good – twenty-two.

No gray hair in my soul no doddering tenderness, I rock the world with the thunder of my voice, strolling, looking good – twenty-two.

No gray hair in my soul no doddering tenderness, I rock the world with the thunder of my voice, strolling, looking good – twenty-two.