Woorden: David Bowie. Bowie At The Beeb: The Best Of The BBC Radio Sessions 68-72. Eight Line Poem.

Tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
Mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws

They've opened shops down west side
Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky