Spivs and drones
And semitones
Baronets and earls
Nylons for the girls
Spivs and drones
Baronets and semitones
Communists and squatters
Prefabs for the potters
Spivs and drones
Communists and semitones
Veterans and conscripts
Vouchers for the tit bits
Spivs and drones
Veterans and semitones
Trinkets trickling, sprinkling
Winking twinkling
Fascinated by:
Imaginary days
Supersonic rays
Polished teak inlays
Roads to Mandalay
Sunlight through the maize
Winkles, twinkle toes
Sprinkle, tinkle trinkets
Captivated by:
Golden rose
Clothes to pose
Cerebral cerebrovascular
Vernacular
Spatial spectacular
Sunlight through the days
How long we’ve been
Been being cruel
How long we’ve starved ourselves
Of love’s burning fuel
How many wasted opportunities
To enjoy each others sensual sceneries
Your sweet voice turned increasingly sour
I hesitated more and more, by each and every hour
I’ve saved the last words for you my girl
Before I set off home
You’ve been good company for me this week
Helped me through this time, real swell
Should you ever see this distant reflection
Should you ever browse this small collection
Presented for all, unwound and bound
I hope you have some satisfaction with your reaction
Who knows where the futures taking
Who knows where the past has gone
Who knows how love is answered
Who knows, who knows why we sing along
I’m gone
Drinking Water
Smoking Cigarettes
Chasing midges, forsaking rest
Camel cigarettes
Subtle flavour
Packed in blue
Pesky, pesky midges
Mosquito’s cousins I guess
Here’s hoping, hoping I’m choking them to death
Because they’ve had three meals or more
They’ve caught me unawares
Teetotal non-smoker, the one, it is ‘he who dares’
The antisan cream
The disinfectants
Even the Germolene
Plus this net of finest denier
This nylon stocking sheen
Simply inept answers to the awesome biting machine
So I’ve snapped it
Between the pages of this here book
A fitting death
I hope you will think
A fitting, close fitting death
He died in a single scratch of ink
