but like a yoghurt badly curled a botulistic green green world
an "i,ll come running" fridge that,s humming who,s got pink hair who,s flag,s unfurled
cause the "through dark trees" has the dog got fleas
it,s said "she,s lost control again"
a maybe mabey raby baby on telly some watch "bill and ben"
cause up above it,s chicky love would funny bunny make a stand
elton john he wrote the song it,s "rocket man" ... but not so grand
cause solitaire it,s long been said is so the only game in town
so what,s the point of an all grass joint the "sound of music" going down
until it,s yawning maybe dawning . . . the days they drift so one to one
until one eighty sometimes lately the dart it flies a hot cross bun
but an arrow who,s called sparrow honky tonky how are you
it,s a score you can,t be sure but just as low as 22
cause cosmic karma it,s a drama . . . period but it,s a play
an ken loach roach who,s on the coach . . . the tv,s on a rainy day
an inquisition mince division it,s been so long since it,s been seen
we might yet fly as some ask why "so where have all the young men been"
cause it,s a book or just "a look" so tell me who wrote "slaughterhouse"
the not so nice of three blind mice
but it,s saucers down for the old brown mouse
|but shirt tails and top hats
and screaming old cow pats
the buxom bird lives up the stairs
and who,s that going to san francisco flowers in his flairs ?
and go buddy go for the one a.m. show to be a fly on the wall
or "hello darkness my old friend" .... like a fabulous fairycakes ball
a fated romance .... as the icebergs all dance ... on an old ship thats far out to sea
though some might say at the end of the day mr humphries are you free ??
and did he somehow measure up did chelsea win the f.a. cup
did "peter-no-wood" score the goal or did the crowd just roar out foul
is he just as game as a pantomime dame
as snow white she threw in the towl
a passage of time . .
or a passage of rhyme (sleeping on a floor)
the grand of "old land" when it,s clusters last stand a heroine to chore
but men without glasses it,s bear cheeked as classes there at the end of the hall
she,s not there alone like a dog near a phone too blurry there yet to call
(and theres a time and theres a place when it.s "spanish castles in space"
and it,s been said some live in dread she,ll turn aroud it,s all to face )
but the botty d totty of cynthia snotty butt raiders got her in the sack
but theres a time and theres a place
it,s said the empire minces back
dave,s last meow . . . a curtain call
a bitch queens play he,s cattyall
the bunny hopped amongst the shelves would people recognise themselves
like humpty sat upon a sill with fingers caught in stickey till
as from above it,s chicky love she shows me her . . . momentos
a low cut v neck out to sea wreck
such "in . . ter . . esting ". . . photos ?