Wearyall hollow/Fairy Copse

 I came unto the dark place

Shouded in mysteries

Darks irons of the pines

Scattered sunlight in line

And fairy folk and witches danced in the hollow

With barbarian badgers and swooping swallows

I came unto the darknes 

The plug of the hill

I pulled out the stopper and watched

The water fill

And freedom time for energy

That runs in sweet flowing rills

When I came unto the dark place

At the foot of the hill

Wagons Roll

 Covid brought me here

and it will send me back again

All these faces fall like tears 

down my window pane

But take no heed of fears

That fall like icy rain

For the sun will shine on the gears

And the wheels start moving again

Fast love take away

 TAKE AWAY LOVE

No you can't take away my love

you want fast love,

Love on the go

Well it don't come cheap

Like in some greasy show

When the chips are down

It's cheap as chips I know

Still you can't take away my

Love

When you've got no place left to go

Order me a love sandwich

Easy on the dressing

A burger between two baps

East Enders can be depressing

Love comes easy, love comes slow

Love is fat

Still you can't take away my love

I want a McLove Burger, with a love Flurry

Do you want chips with that?

Yes I'm in a hurry

Well I've gotta get home to my single apartment

And feed the cat

I want a take away love

I want a fast love

no messing, easy on the dressing

you can't say fairer than that

I want love fat

I want love handles

And love wax candles

That drip and melt in desire

No car wash love

No drive thru

Give me restaurants

And stop overs

Give me take away love

 

The living day

 Give me, let me take

Or give in the taking,

Let me live in the winning light

And during the dying dark of shade

Let me lay, waylaid, newly made

In the hay,

Let me live, in the living day

Hold my light in the bushel

Far from where the wolves whistle and bay

For my blood, oh let me love

Let me love in the living day

And all the houses are swaying, and the ponies neigh

And the Mouses are playing down in Mousel bay

So let me live, let me love, lord let me die and let me play

Let me make love,

Let me make love in the living day

Moth to the light

 She said you've got mothballs

You look into the light

In this a dark world

Where we walk through the night

She said your moth calls

Draws you into the night

Just another mother

Left to wander the night

It's like soft ball

You've to bat to win

But when the bat calls

You've got to fly into the wind

And I know oft the stalls

Are empty within

But full of moth balls

When the breads getting thin

The face that launched a thousand buses

 She had the face that launched a thousand buses

Mrs T and her entourage of Big Brew Nurses

Rehearsing the flag pole march of the trusses

She came from Mars with her drink of Champions

And all you need is two dozen teas a day

The Doyens of the tea drinking fraternity say

But oh brother these sisters will have their way

So drink up your cup on the national day

They'll drop a penny down the wishing well

And care for you like you care to tell

So champion the weak, make them strong as hell

And drink your cuppa up as you say farewell

I came to see the giants of industry

And their towering ships of commerce stand

Around Bristol docks like Captains of business

But then you let go of my hand

I fell behind in the swell of the crowd

I was swept up in the riots that flowed down the street

And they toppled old giants that fell at their hands

And rolled like Ozymandias down at their feet

Then one pulled me up to my full stature

She gave me a tea to revive me and capture

The spirit of old times as the nation's bells chimed

From the cathedral on old college green

She said here's a picture of all you have seen

Here's an old record cover of the yellow submarine

And here is another mother in the city streets so mean

But then I saw buses, then I saw buses race round my head

I heard beauty birds twitter, I heard voices that said

This is the face that launched a thousand buses

This is the hand that picked me up when I was down

And this is the drink that will help you recover

So donate your money now to the charitable gown

Come spend your pennies in old Bristol town

The Quality of Hair is not strained

 The quality of hair is not strained

It falleth equal to uth the leftith and to the rightth

It falleth equal on men and womenuth

It is not strained

In some it does grow frizzy, in others it rearrange

But is not strained

The lord giveth and the lord taketh away

For those baldy or lacking in the folical department

Should look no further than the Greys

The greys, the greys, the greys have it

Yes the greys

But the quality of hair is not strained

It falleth equal on left as on right

It cometh not for the dogs that bite

For the hair of the dog, is that which's not right

And if you miss your hair,

Then miss it only by a hair's breadth

For the quality of hair is not strained

It shall grow again my friends, my friends

It shall grow again, my friends!

Hair today and gone tomorrow

But on this day, on this day...Saint Hairy's Day

We shall know the truth of hair sorrow!