Smokey songs for kippers,
That flounder in the shallows.
Songs for the sunrise,
Like a smile shone from the gallows.
Cautionary verse for mothers’ kids,
Who’ll never ever know.
Songs for spent London Lights,
That’ll come back to life and glow.
Songs of half imagined,
Songs of half remembered things.
Songs found on roundabouts,
Songs lost on t he swings.
Once upon a time tales,
That live happily ever after.
Tall tales from the basement,
That have climbed up to the rafters.
Couplets of agapé,
Half a bubble out of plumb.
Waggish tales of slap‘n’tickle,
Very nice, tell your mum.
Songs of eggs and bacon,
Eggs and bacon, bread and butter.
Songs that sailed the Seven Seas,
Come sailing down the gutter.
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