Sea-nymph Eidothea,
Gifted with
prophecy
Daughter of
Proteus
The
shape-shifting sea God
Sea-nymph Eidothea,
Gifted with
prophecy
Daughter of
Proteus
The
shape-shifting sea God
I would like to find a mountain
Where I can
be alone
A place of
peace and serenity
A truly
tranquil zone
And I will
sit and wonder why
You left me
on my own
You might well be very good
I have no
doubt about it
But you
still can’t make
Chicken
salad from chicken shit
I asked the DJ straight
Do you do
requests mate
Yes, geezer
just name it
Turn the
volume down a bit
Mary had a pretty bird,
Plumage bright and yellow,
Slender legs, upon this bird
Are you wearing a fringe?
I’m sorry it made me
cringe
But I have a bit of an
aversion
To that Winkleman
person
On my very first day
at primary school
I handed, as
instructed, a letter to my teacher
It was addressed to
“whom it may concern”
And it had been
written by my mother
It read “The opinions
expressed by this boy