Send your son to Eton in a boat
The Thames is near and London feels remote
Let him be like Boris in his way
Telling lies while guzzling up his prey.
Women nuzzle on his obese form
Every day another one is born
The fees are high but that is no bad sign
Jesus went to heaven,malign rhyme
I can’t live without you any more
It’s lonely in the kitchen cold in bed
You left me with a hole inside my mind
I can’t fill the hole with books I’ve read
Come back to me,come back to me, come back.
It’s only your eyes looking that I lack
I think I hear the door close and the click
The cats purr on,the candle burns its wick
Now I walk on crutches since I fell
If this is heaven tell me what is hell?
If there are no beds you will be nursed in a chair Britain’s got hospital problems. Like no beds,no nurses,no ideas, Take me home, doctor.
There are not be enough young people here. Let them have babies
Volunteer to die for your country.Get double pneumonia and triple your chances
Learn to cheat death by being very healthy.Eat multi coloured food.See the good in every fling
I have no sins to confess this week .
That’s a lie.
How did you know? There then I can be absolved
I don’t feel like it
But that is wrong !
I had no sins to confess either
But I do now
I am glad we sorted that out.
But am I absolved?