
I used to think God spoke in Greek
No use to me should I speak
But he speaks without words
I know as I’ve heard
His light is most clearly unique

I used to think God spoke in Greek
No use to me should I speak
But he speaks without words
I know as I’ve heard
His light is most clearly unique

We started to sin very young.
Biting Jesus as he lay on our tongues
Then we went to Confession
Bought a few blessings
Then came out and just burst into song

He proposed to me twice at Kings Cross.
He was as warm as an actresses chest
His kiss was delightful
He rarely was spiteful
I married him and his fifty string vests

A doctor once lived in my home.
He had neither toothbrush nor comb.
His patients were courteous
One might even say virtuous.
He was respected though he was a gnome.
I met a young man from near Dover.
His hands often wandered all over.
I said.do desist.
There is no part you’ve missed
I noticed his car was a Rover my
Cold dull winters bring us close to death
The blood grows thick and scarcely does it move
The worms may shudder deep down in the earth
This damp coldness presses out our breath
The frost and ice, the memory delude
Cold dull winters bring us close to death
Do we need the sun to give us worth?
Low in oxygen, the mind’s confused
The worms have nightmares deep down in the earth
Should we pause, these issues to address?
In this Lockdown, where should we confess?
Cold dull winters bring us close to death
Wonder now what makes our voices terse
With no priests, who shall this poor world bless?
The worms may sleep deep down inside the earth
On each other,let us not intrude
Let all loving kindness be our food
Cold dull winters bring us close to death
Like worms that slumber deep down in the earth
It was not a party.It was MI 5 in a play wearing disguises.
It was some tourists who got lost.
It was Boris’s extended family front Turkey.
It was an illusion.Or delusion.
I never noticed any one in the garden They need rape alarms.
The Downing St Murders.
It was a lot of patients from A and E looking for beds.
It was a ghost meeting.
It was the Resurrection of the Dead Jokes

A botched plot never fails
Who is she?The cat’s another.
Too much veracity killed the plot.
Where are today’s Falklands?
What is wrong with World Cruise?
Why not spend half term in Estonia?
They used to say, see Rome and die.Now see Kviv. Don’t fly.Try a war ship with Russian menu.
Yes you will be the star of the school gate parents!

He had to see if anyone was breaking the rules by attending.
This is a paradox.
There were people there he needed to see urgently and it was convenient
He ia a spy.
He missed his wife he really needed comfort and he had lost his teddy bear