Merry-go-round twirl a day Whirly-a-gig too many to pay Rope-a-dope drugs on display Wish-the-Pope a Christmas play
Skip-a-do the mind's been foxed Invite the fool who wants a botox Wrap-around, bring no children to harm Mr Picador! he lassoed your charm
Evening's glow, so intense the pain Blow for love you're better off slain Feel the twitch betwixt heaven and earth A forced pipe, a lost delight of sensual flight
Morning's glare, the heart's a disobedient flare She's not there, a Rastafarian's dream made bare I wonder why this time of year, Purple hearts disappear? My Valentine's here, but who's she with, the mirage not clear.
