Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix.... Lea and Perrins.
dedicato. Danny Keane. Nottingham Man!
Oh Sausage Roll
... Oft I think of Thee
with a flakey crust
to be devoured....
with a Zap of Colmans
mustard or HP sauce
and AS for a Cornish Pasty,
with a dash
of Worcestershire,
DAT WUSTER SAUCE,
into the Groove,
the Crowd goes wild!!!...YO.
c2019, davedelacroix, truro, cornwall, u.k.
My gut aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
ReplyDeleteMy sense, as though of Doombar much I had drunk,
Shit faced some dull opiate I emptied to the drains
One minute past last orders at The Market Inn sunk:
I tho’ tis not through envy of thy happy tray
Of beers happy in thy happiness,---
That thou, light-winged harlot of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Stepped over my prostrateness my face Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Get out my way you drunken fucker sing thee to I
There. Fixed it for ya. Welcome to Cornwall
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