Shades of Grey

The cigarette swans, the ashes fall down
Like white confetti after the cigarette wedding
Of Cinderella and Ashley
And the Chimney Sweep brides maid
The best man swept her up the aisle into
A heap at the end of the knave
And what a navel she had
Would make a blind man join the navy
To see the ships insight

On the hill where the Ashes sway
Where the snowy coloured buzzards sit
And the egrets in the thick oaks shit
And Squabble over every measly fish

In the pines by the drove where the crows
Chatter in their parliamentary murderous way
Plotting treason with gun powder as black as their feathers

And all the shades of the sky as she melts the yoke of sun
Into the mixing bowl of creamy blue robin egg cake mix
Baking in the horizon's oven
Tomorrow the new day will rise