Saturday, March 03, 2007
Someone's been in and measured all the biscuits in the night.
They hung them in the Tate for the Grumpy people's delight!
Nicholas Serota said , "That bourbon's far too tight!"
It needs to be at least another inch off to the right!
Up again- I flit down to the loo.
The dawn chorus is twittering outside in the rain.
The two cooing pigeons woo down the chimney
I collapse into a dream.
The starlings in the big ol' tree
gather for their breakfast
In great numbers- they stand more chance
Against the big thick leather coated booby bird!
In the dawns early flight.
My shirt is inside out - much like my brain at the the moment.
I pulled on my trousers and listened to the rain
Piddle on the window and gurgle down the drain
I looked out the window- and saw all the cars
had lined up in the night to mystify the stars.