Xmas Frolic
Saturday, 12 January 2002
By Correspondent
My Xmas frolic
It ended on Dec27
In me neighbours backyard
With my personal compass pointing skyward.
Too Much Personal Use!
And the marks on me hands
Said…
“You had a fell voice..and in its wind the wolves howled..”
“Slave to it all..” And alone I stepped off the plate
And climbed da fence
Till me head
It safely rest
In ya lap
And I seen in your eyes of blue
Everything I wanted to screw..
Honey I love you..
As long as I can raise the mast..get on the ship..I’m sailing west..and fuck da rest..
Till I reach a coffin grey..
and in that stone I may
Raise the flagstaff
Once more I may!
Oh! Honey!
Climb on board.
But wilt I be a shadow grey?
Haggard knackers beneath my legs will lay
Spirals of infinity betrayed.
Like whistlin Dixie.
Hooray Hooray.
