…

still skylarking

as the cat is barking

      squirms in y’ journals

      mustard cress & colonels

guess the fuckin’ rest then

shaving in the dark

swimming in the depths with

a kraken & a shark

crocus pocus

focus in the locus

      spring is on a mattress

       with a famous actress

talking to a bishop

wish upon a well

annals, ants ‘n’ flannels

as the badgers yell

sweet pea shooting

as y’ nan is looting

      morrisons & budgens

      that’ll make the cudgeons

put y’ fuckin’ boot down

cloud a summer day

walk with thee beside me

& squawk beneath the grey

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