a look under ye bonnet

mate – I’m afear’d to say this isn’t your week
you’ve had a major seventh seal leak
when I looked down there
I saw ichor everywhere
I’d be hypocritical
if I said your humors weren’t critical
black and yellow bile
splashing over the tiles
absolutely vile
frankly I’m amazed you made a mile
let’s see – what else
your mortal coil needs replacing
two weeks at least for a spare
unless you can shuffle off and get another one somewhere
transmission’s wrecked
God’s divine punishment or miasma I suspect
your clutch sticks
which is not a quick fix
and we’d have to wait till the next eclipse
I’m feeling the urge
to give you a purge
but I’d need your consent
before I vent
erm – oh yeah
your heart’s a non-starter
like you nicked it off an ol’ carter
I ran a series of astrological charts
but we’ll need a lot of fancy spare parts
and this time of year that’s some major black arts
your herbals need a top up
that’s why your levels shot up
anyway – I’d say
you’re be looking to pay
around a sack of groats just to walk away today
(and we can’t start till Monday)

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