Tuesday 13 August 2013

On his Death~bed.

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear.
were you proud to cut him to the quick
there's a child wanting,that cries for you

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear.
is god there now,feast upon your daisy, the cow.
the landlord pulls the pint,a fag~butt burns.

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear.
a man stands wanting,looking for a fight.
a dog cowers ,hiding in the night.

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear.
a church bell chimes,a word that rhymes.
a canary sings,for its seed.

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear.
the recluse wants to be free,the big lad deflated.
this fucking rejoice,a blast of waste.

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear
his eyes look up to seek good grace.
ride pillion on the back,a wind of care.

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear.
4 pounds ya cockney for a steak.
say to his face,his syrup a fake.

Look back my dear,i'll bend your ear.
there were cheers of ale and a fete,but once a year.
you were there to protect her flower.

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