1937, liner notes to the album The Camel Caravan by Benny Goodman

Alighting some graceful exotic bird from the captivity of a dingy cage, Lady Parvula de Panzoust hovered a moment before the portal as much to manipulate her draperies, it seemed, as to imbreathe the soft sweet air.

So emboldened and careless did these body-snatchers become... that they no longer confined themselves to pauper graves.

I am sixteen going on seventeen, I know that I'm naive