Fat poets fancy:
Bacon, egg, fried tomatoes,
mushrooms, and Hovis Toast:
in itself a meal–
funny how memories smell
Dismount your high
horse Gobshite!
Coffee’s getting yellow
Chocolate button breakfast
slickly eaten on the run
Spent all night down fat boy slum
Gideon & George’s gaffe
On the Isle of Dogs
Bijou little drum