Arthur Rimbaud — At the Green Inn Five in the Evening

For eight days, I had ripped up my boots On the stones of the roads. I walked into Charleroi - Into the Green Inn: I asked for some slices Of bread and butter, and some half-cooled ham Happy, I stuck out my legs under the table Green: I studied the very naives characters Of the wallpaper. - And it was charming When the girl with the huge breasts and lively eyes - A kiss wouldn't scare that one! - Smilingly, brought me some bread and butter And lukewarm ham, on a colored plate Pink and white ham, scented with a clove Of garlic, - and filled my huge beer mug, with its froth Turned golden by a ray of late sunshine