Black pudding is not a dessert
Neither is steak and kidney pudding
Gravy is not grave.
Why do we stuff joints?
Black pudding is not a dessert
Neither is steak and kidney pudding
Gravy is not grave.
Why do we stuff joints?
What if the moon fell from the sky
And all the Bishops told us lies?
Viruses are out to play
We wonder which of us must pay
The snow fell softly on the graves
Who will spend and who will save