Monday, 28 December 2009



I have lost yet again I know
In a big, big way I know
I am magnifique in defeat
I must, must say...a question about chelated
Capsules and an agonising walk home
Credit is due to Tommy the
Rock and there are reminders now
In every prefab
I smile and I love too, too
Much and on top of this I am
Annoyed about the refuelling charge
Ahead is another long weekend
The others mock
Hello neighbour
The others mock
Hello hello smiler
Over my shoulder is Liverpool
It was always good that way
Thirteen point five tog, natural filling
Ten out of ten for togetherness
Middle class children have longish hair these days
It doesn't matter who it is...the partner
I mean, they are all doin' the same t'ing
They're all in it for the same t'ing
Red white, white red?
Make up yr mind
Choke on the fibres
Trip on the broadcasts in your brown brogues
Brown yourself on a good trip
Wasps make a bold statement of intent
Old knackered boxes, for everyone that agrees
With you, there are twenty that don't
Don't, do not untie your flowers
You must care for your tied
Arrangement
A picture of a boat and a splutter
Breathless paragraphs should not be written from
The imagination
They should be created from
Within the wardrobe and
Far from the machine head
In analysing Europe, I question
My motives and make a series of mistakes
I am expelled
I am absorbed in broadsheet
I am outta' here

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