Whoever

Whoever is responsible

For my recent falling

In fervent love with her –

Thanks for dropping me

Inferno

A pleasure 'tis to see these flames

Burning down your shabby shire

At pandemonium I stare

My soul at rest, your arson fire

Conditional Claws

If I fail to feel connected

To your hymns for him

And if I cannot feel the love

In each and every limb

Anymore

If I struggle hard to hide

My disgust from you

And if my heavy arms won't wave

As freely as yours do

Anymore

If I have unlearned by heart

The lyrics to your song

If I don't feel the inspiration

To dance and sing along

Anymore

If it tears my soul apart

To believe in souls

And if I can't abandon that

Which – deep within – controls

Anymore

And if it's always been this way

– It needs to be confessed –

Indeed, it can't be all my fault

For I have done my best

And cannot do

Any more

Mind Less

Brandy, candle, pen and paper

And nothing comes to mind

But I don't mind – I've seen far worse

Nothings of this kind

Second Sight

As I took a break this morning

I saw you in the corridor

I didn't care much, to be honest

I'd never seen you there before

Your rather inconspicuous figure

Didn't take me by surprise

And I admit I wasn't struck

By the beauty of your eyes

I didn't feel the need to turn

My head to look at you again

I didn't feel you were someone

That I would want to smile at then

In any case, I didn't wish

And didn't know in any way

You'd mean so much to me that I

Would love you by the end of day

Hail the Loonies

I heard there was a secret dog

The piglets played, it pleased the hog

But you don't really care for our kind, do you

Well it goes like this, the horse, the cat

The minor frog and the major rat

The baffled crow composing Hail The Loonies

Hail the Loonies, Hail the Loonies

Sparrow, I've seen deer before

I've heard the wolf, I've smelled the boar

I used to live in town before I knew you

I've seen the flag on the magpie's arch

But trotting's not a victory march

It's a bellowing and lowing Hail The Loonies

Hail the Loonies, Hail the Loonies

There was a mole that let me know

What's really going on below

But peacocks never show up here, or do they

But remember cock-a-doodle-doo

And the holy goose was moving, too

And every breath we mewed was Hail The Loonies

Hail the Loonies, Hail he Loonies

Hail the Loonies

A Charly Good Fellow

You know – when times are hard

And expectations great

And finally at Christmas

Dear Carol comes to see me

And enters my bleak house

And brings along our mutual

– – friend –

I start to drink until

You twist and turn, o liver,

And I think to myself

What the dickens...