by Brian McCloskey
Go float your boat. Home is where the hearth is. Don’t you miss it. Some people are on the pitch...They think it’s all over...It is now. Half the journey in twice the time. Hello You Know What. In a blue square. Brian was out in the garden, enjoying an early morning walk. I was a hotel cashier. My tongue is upside down. I’ve put all my eggs in one basket. Cut out and keep. Tell him to keep his tongue in his mouth. On the knocker, that’s where elections are won. Ditto. You know I want your lovin’, Honey but you’re so hard. Where does it go from here; is it down to the lake I fear? A mother’s love’s a blessing.