He lived through the intubation
and the five hour operation.
Then went back to his bed
where he slept and fell dead
I was to follow my head.
Not my heart or
The Queen had visitors that day,
'twas Howard, John, head of Down Under.
She asked him 'would it be okay
if prior to the storm and thunder
A surface, quite continuous,
infolded on itself,
five in all.
A frog, dark green, sat in the gutter
and waited for the frightened flutter
of insects native to these parts.
He heard, that evening, just farts.
I like my Sundays,
most of all the afternoons.
When the same visitors
come around four,
Anticipation always rules
with silly and with normal fools.
The brain transmits
Is there a civil servant who was sent
into the masses of the common folks,
aiming official powers at the Discontent
or have we all been victims, once again, of jokes?
I held your hand
and felt your fingertips,
they pressed into my flesh
as if to urge me on,