‘Wassup, Cecille? Have you got a problem with Nigel’
‘He’s such a slimeball, Don.’
‘He’s a natterjack, honey. That’s just the way it is!’
‘ And he’s so toady’
‘That’s because he is a toad.’
‘ You’re kidding. Toads are sexier.’
It’s quarter past three,
just Barney & Me,
the days closed right in,
with the rain and the wind
mistletoe grows
roots in my toes
flowers in air
I’m drinking my friend
To the end
Of a heliotrope
So no sun for my baby
And no sun for the road…
It’s quarter to three
Green witch meantime
Just me and a near
Distant petrol lawnmower
A big lazy sun imputes
Soon golden autumn
Which draws to the end
this sad episode
So it’s one for my Baby
And one more for the Toad
Grimbeau 