Gethsemane, Gethsamane
One fore you and one for me
Somewhere near the River Lee
First thing in the morning
Scrunching tinnies in a bush
Fishers fishing without luck
Throw your face down in the muck
First thing in the morning
Gethsemane, Gethsemane
Is there honey still for tea
First thing in the morning
Not voice
you Munchkin!
but voices:
Voi-ces!
Free them up for me will ya?
not lock them up forever
all you must do is
just shut your face
right up and write this here down
Read my lips
Buster!
~
My muse
is in a
strop with me
today…
~
Speculation is
a waste of time best spent
doing what your told…
~
Artistic license?
Just a loss leader
To lure you
the choice is yours
all you have to do
is spend time
writing this down
Live in spite of spite
Ways of seeing ways of being
Standing on your head
Head on backwards to the front
Pictures at an Inhibition
Defoliated cities bid good
Riddance misanthrope
Wolfing down cadavers
Post nouveau cuisine
Based on an original
Recipe for disaster
Zillions like on Arsebook
Good monks carry machetes
Concealed in nasty habits