is the mousetrap still running at the theatre, is there a donkey sanctuary in st pauls is there still the thames, the thames! is this then how poetry goes
There's a palm tree Outside my kitchen window It outest extremities Don't quite touch the glass Of the thing we could gladly Talk between us And feel the feel Of the connection at last.
lived in lewisham for a while it was alright but then she grew bored and I grew bored with her growing bored and staying out all night and south east london ain’t the end of the world