Mildew musk half drownded rat
Soggy woodbine, auld tweed hat
Old Luke and Buffalo Johnny
Bid come all ye attendees
And whisht a while, imbibe
Enniscorthy travellers dreamtime
Side fading coals
In warm, dry bungalows
As wind lashes outside
Recalling a lady in her father’s garden
While sloping home early
in fine foggy dew.
Stilton, garlic,
three-egg omelette,
ripe vine tomato,
breaded cure ham
and
Espadrille.
Yum-yum
Dick the Third
Re-interred, Leicester
grand hub central station burial rites and rugger,
carve your name proud snide:
Joe Orton.
Leave the poor old bugger
Alone now
Break.
Hilary Clinton
drops by suppertime
tinned sardines on toast
Masterchef:
Ivor Cutler bangs one out…
women of the world take over
if you do not the world will
come to an end
it will not
take long…
‘You guys!’
she
chuckles
‘We make
love
&
peace’
Grimbeau 