Roomination
Fifteen minutes thrum
sat broody top blue duvet,
hatching awesome eggs…
inscrutable hors d’oeuvre.
Get the lift down primed to go.
Wash away the evidence.
A gulf of crusted vanished years
Fifteen minutes thrum
sat broody top blue duvet,
hatching awesome eggs…
inscrutable hors d’oeuvre.
Get the lift down primed to go.
Wash away the evidence.
A gulf of crusted vanished years
These are the days of our lives!
Doss days of monocle & blunder:
Time for a kick in the balls?
Forty seven head boys all in a row;
And ‘If’ one green headboy should accidentally fall?
Forty six won Nations banging on the floor:
A Barber’s floor!
Adagio for Skins; the Book of Common
Dare; St. James Infirmary Druze;
Quinn crying: ‘Muldoon of Finisterre…Davy Jones’
Beta Mocha, (mush lamented skipper
Of The Good Ship Lollipop) Tossed at
Seas like a top; then, plop there goes another
Blubber
Free
Ant.’