The Hunt is afoot
Saint Anthony himself is roped in
A book of saints I've gone through
So we can find a room with a view for small daughter
now exams are past and work beckons
But finding a place in Central London
Is very hard, if only her prince would come
An estate agent with gleaming teeth and a fact sheet
Though some have a rap sheet
So obvious safety is a major. concern
A flat above a chinese takeaway
next door to a martial arts club
so my daughter would be safe and sound
a gay chef who could kill with a wink
from his over muscled eyebrows
now that is what I'd like for her
but it's up to Saint Anthony
Maybe an oriental from the diplomatic service
while at a service takes pity on her
being adopted by the Koreans or Japanese
or maybe a French parishioner with a CD number plate
my daughter's French is so good, people say is your dad French
I do look like a bit of a Picasso you know and yes he was Spanish
So that's my concern today, and God did wash my sins away
as I got caught in a shower as my Iranian driver took me to my Blood Test today
It was a deluge more than a shower, maybe I'm such a sinner
On the way back I walked a bit, then big daughter was so concerned
she sent a taxi to pick me up
So I told my Afghanistan driver to read my rubbish online
I was an Esol English teacher before
At my blood test I met the local electrical store owner
Mr T.C. Hayes himself, and I discovered he was a Tipperary man
I should have told him nearly 40 years ago
I mentioned his store in my book The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
I was so impressed by the customer service back then
I bored the blood test girl as well, she has a sign in her office
I took a photo of the sign
So that's my day today today
I still dream of moving house to a place on the flat
and helping my 2 daughters get places for themselves
And then I can die happy
Or you may all prefer I just die
as 3,000,000 words of this is enough for you
Michael Casey writer of The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker and a Gorilla with a Rosary
join my troop
The Hunt is Afoot
The Hunt is afoot
Saint Anthony himself is roped in
A book of saints I’ve gone through
So we can find a room with a view for small daughter
now exams are past and work beckons
But finding a place in Central London
Is very hard, if only her prince would come
An estate agent with gleaming teeth and a fact sheet
Though some have a rap sheet
So obvious safety is a major. concern
A flat above a chinese takeaway
next door to a martial arts club
so my daughter would be safe and sound
a gay chef who could kill with a wink
from his over muscled eyebrows
now that is what I’d like for her
but it’s up to Saint Anthony
Maybe an oriental from the diplomatic service
while at a service takes pity on her
being adopted by the Koreans or Japanese
or maybe a French parishioner with a CD number plate
my daughter’s French is so good, people say is your dad French
I do look like a bit of a Picasso you know and yes he was Spanish
So that’s my concern today, and God did wash my sins away
as I got caught in a shower as my Iranian driver took me to my Blood Test today
It was a deluge more than a shower, maybe I’m such a sinner
On the way back I walked a bit, then big daughter was so concerned
she sent a taxi to pick me up
So I told my Afghanistan driver to read my rubbish online
I was an Esol English teacher before
At my blood test I met the local electrical store owner
Mr T.C. Hayes himself, and I discovered he was a Tipperary man
I should have told him nearly 40 years ago
I mentioned his store in my book The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
I was so impressed by the customer service back then
I bored the blood test girl as well, she has a sign in her office
I took a photo of the sign
So that’s my day today today
I still dream of moving house to a place on the flat
and helping my 2 daughters get places for themselves
And then I can die happy
Or you may all prefer I just die
as 3,000,000 words of this is enough for you
and thank you tattooed lady from today, my nurse with the needle
Michael Casey writer of The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker and a Gorilla with a Rosary
join my troop
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