(A deconstruction of "The Lake Isle of Innisfree" by William Butler Yeats.)
I will sleep and dream now, and go to Dreamland And a penthouse build there, of white marbles made; A private bar will I have there, and a stage for the music band; And live with my sweetheart in a palace of Jade
. And I shall have some party there, for party comes quick, Flowing from my mood to where the DJ sings; The midnight's the moment, when the wines leak; And evenings are full of slings.
I will sleep and dream now; if I could for all day, I hear rock music playing with taps on the floor, While I stand on the muddy road, or on the hay; I hear it in my lust's core.
Deconstruction by Debaleen Das Spandan.
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