You and your dim witted wick
As dickwits and dipsticks
Dream of pissing Pick and Mix licks
using Woolies graveyard plastic scoops
poking relentlessly at dirty hurt
Sowing looped seeds to a Schubert spurt
Planting sequential eventual neglect
I suspect you didn’t think of that….. did you?
Attach paper and taper
(Not the safety sort)
Go skittle yourself
Get wrecked – like Ralph
But I’m worried a near miss
might leave you still upstanding
With your match head facing north not south.
Why not Scrape it against a wall
See if you can create a spark
It’s worth a try
For the sake of my
so called sanity.
I quite fancy a laugh.