a bit of a peak in USA
maybe the Chinese with Xi in SF having a read of me
how could he have any connection with us
the shame, chinese and the fat silver haired writer in shades
but you never know what happens in a Tinnitus night
you wake up lying on your music phone
on a Coffee machine
so you send them an email
and they decide they want to take down my words
as in type them for me
Expresso kind of, and a dinky Italian car is parked just outside today
and that ends up with a photo and a chip shop
the same one where Taylor Swift's dumped boy used to work
Reality is always stranger than fiction
Maybe the Embassy folks, the Court of Saint James' People
come visit with all kinds of everything
Perfect for my Anthropology and French student daughter
So she gets study aids from all of the Ambassador's Wives club
and I get well fed
I know I'm too fat already
does anybody want to take away 20kilos from my hide
so I look less like an elephant man
that's enough for now
like I said these words, never appear in my books
Thank God, I hear you all say
Michael Casey SOB
Son of a Blacksmith from Kerry Eire
and yes as ever, pray the Rosary to end WAR
p.s. George as in Clooney, stop copying my style
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