mrs worthington is calling


mrs worthington is calling  (  r o c k  on  2 0 1 8  )

as i shat among the cabbage

& a porpoise pods a pea

mrs worthington is calling

with her spectred reverie

in the sneezes of the breezes

& the mumbles of a bee

as an organ grinds a gibbon

& a dustman chimes in key

tiperary's palms are hairy

on the prom beside the sea

mr porter had eight daughters

every one was a henry

then we bicycle a chorus

aspidistras dwarf a tree

in the marbles of the garden

when y'old music hall - haunts me