To the ticket collector at Maghull Station
and the Penguin selector in Lime street
Flash me your camera eyes
you hometown tourist
Put your hands to mine
against pink stained glass
Examine graffiti with me
as we dodge Blackberry users
scallies and townies
out on the lash
To the sender of books
and collaborator of letters
Unlace those laughter lines
caught under umbrellas
Walk me through past glories
unearth your history
You're a living postcard
mailed directly to me
and the Penguin selector in Lime street
Flash me your camera eyes
you hometown tourist
Put your hands to mine
against pink stained glass
Examine graffiti with me
as we dodge Blackberry users
scallies and townies
out on the lash
To the sender of books
and collaborator of letters
Unlace those laughter lines
caught under umbrellas
Walk me through past glories
unearth your history
You're a living postcard
mailed directly to me
Nowt wrong with a night out on the lash....
ReplyDeleteGood work Baz.
Nice stuff. "Unlace those laughter lines
ReplyDeletecaught under umbrellas," is a good line.
Really lovely work Baz, I particularly like the last four lines.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments everyone :)
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