You have just been sick
And not just a bit
So, stop pretending
And spare me the wit
It isn’t just a hiccup
With some pizza in it
You have just been sick
And not just a bit
So, stop pretending
And spare me the wit
It isn’t just a hiccup
With some pizza in it
I stay in the relationship
Even though it’s
crappy
Because with someone
else
She might turn out to
be happy
“Where are you going, my pretty maid?"
"I'm going clubbing, mate," she said.
"May I go with you, my pretty maid?"
"Only if you're paying, mate," she said.
Are you wearing a flower?
Pinned to your lapel
A Rose or a Carnation
So, your date can
easily tell
Who you are in the
crowd
And you can see them
as well
But if you cannot spot
them
Stood beneath the
tower
And you find yourself
alone
Long after the
allotted hour
Somewhere on the floor
Will be a discarded
flower
Since the BBC sacked all the Daleks
Most are just
scrounging off the state
But there is one
working at the theme park
He doesn’t really
communicate
And it scares a lot of
the visitors
When it says Exhilarate,
Exhilarate
With saltwater blood
The valiant mariners
Are bound to the sea
By unseen chains
And serve their
mistress
In sun and rain
But when gales blow
And storm and tempest
Batters and bloodies
They pray to the
master
To be carried to shore
And when land sits
Beneath their feet
They crave a deck
And a rolling sea
And are drawn back
To their mistress
In the autumn of my years
In the twilight of the
setting suns
Will I become that
which I despise?
A burden to my loved
ones